The Beast on the screen stepped through the laptop’s display. Not like a special effect—like a man stepping through a doorway. One moment he was pixels and light. The next, he was real: barefoot on Arjun’s carpet, smelling of cheap cologne and old sweat, his fists the size of small hams.
His cursor finger itched. He clicked.
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