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... erased by Dungeon Stealth. His form blurred with the darkness itself, unseen, undetected.
The chain coiled loosely around Raven’s arm, an extension of his will—a weapon, a tool. With a flick of thought, it could latch onto stone or structure, letting him shift positions unseen.
From his perch high above, he watched the Emberlight guild press deeper into Hollow Fang Den, unaware their hunt was being watched.
Five players. Mid-tier gear. Good enough to bleed. Not good enou ...
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