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... ouched, harsh breaths rasping from his chest. Sweat rolled down his face as the tattered remnants of his clothes clung to him, ready to give way with the next gust of wind. Blade wounds littered round his body, blood seeping freely from them, and one eye remained tightly shut— an angry scar carved straight through it.
Four assassins stood in front of him, their hands gripped the handles of their swords tightly, the sunset reflecting off the sharp blades.
Bodies littered the fores ...
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