A picturesque mansion stood before me, its white exterior a study in modern refinement. It was the kind of place that reeked of old money, a fortress of wealth where the working class dared not tread.
…And somewhere nearby, I was hiding.
My target was an A-class villain known only as Teleporter. His talent, as you might guess, was teleportation. Unlike my own flawed version of the ability, his was the real deal—a true spatial jump with no
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