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... igures standing just outside his cell, their presence faint yet undeniable.
These weren’t mere guards. They were assassins. Trained killers who knew how to mask their presence, but not well enough to fool his analytic eyes.
He had been monitoring them for days now, hoping for some clue as to their purpose. Yet, to his growing frustration, they never spoke of anything useful. Just idle chatter.
"Did you hear? The academy’s alchemy professor brewed an elixir that turned som ...
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