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isagi parts for animations ////The storm outside the Blue Lock facility hit the reinforced glass with a low, rhythmic pulse, but inside the main training room, Yoichi Isagi’s world was down to a single frame. He stood near the center circle, sweat stinging his eyes, staring at the synthetic turf. His lungs burned, but his brain was moving faster than his feet. Think, he told himself. Deconstruct it. On the screen above the pitch, Ego’s face flickered into view, glasses gleaming under the fluorescent lights.

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