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"Yes!" the crowd roared back, their voices uniting in a battle cry that resonated deep within Dabi's soul.
As they dispersed to prepare, Dabi found a quiet spot to gather his thoughts.
He leaned against a tree, feeling the weight of what lay ahead.
Tomorrow would be a test of everything he had learned and fought for. It would be a battle against the very essence of oppression itself.
The night passed quickly, and before he knew it, dawn broke over the horizon.
The sun rose like a beacon of hope, illuminating the path ahead.
Dabi gathered his gear, checking his weapons and summoning his resolve.
As the rebels assembled, Dabi felt a swell of determination.
This was their moment, a chance to reclaim their lives and fight for a future free from tyranny.
He glanced at the faces around him filled with hope, fear, and courage and he knew they would face whatever came next together.
