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"Battle stations," he muttered to his empty room, though his hands moved with the precision of a real sailor.

"Stop! We’ve been grinding for four hours!" one voice pleaded. VagiЕі jЕ«ra internete

Lukas paused, his cutlass raised. In the real world, he was a quiet student who rarely spoke up in class. Here, in the "Sea of Thieves," he held the power of the tides. He looked at their treasure—the glowing skulls and chests—and then at the small, inexperienced crew huddled on the deck. "Battle stations," he muttered to his empty room,