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... But the moment he spoke those words, a chill spread down his spine.
It wasn’t fear. Not quite yet.
It was more like unease.
A kind of phantom itch just beneath the skin—an instinct honed by countless hours relying on undead that were nothing more than loyal minions. Minions that never questioned, never wavered, never thought.
Now?
He felt something.
Not cold obedience.
Not mindless loyalty.
Just Spartan’s presence.
He felt s ...
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