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... ite cloth, he wiped it clean precisely and carefully.
The door opened abruptly, interrupting him. He turned, facing a young man, dressed in a black coat.
"Zion?" His voice low, Zayden hung the armor in the closet, walking towards the man.
His blond hair damp, his breath ragged, he whispered.
"S-Sir, t-trouble—" Zion fell flat on his face before he could finish his sentence.
Zayden narrowed his eyes, studying him from a distance.
Before he could spe ...
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