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... er steel singing as it cleared the scabbard. "Someone’s on the balcony."
The Baron fumbled with the vial, his toad mask tilting in confusion. "Impossible. The Ivory-Quartz would have alerted—"
The French doors didn’t swing open. They simply ceased to be closed.
A gust of cold night air flooded the room, extinguishing the candles on the Baron’s desk. In the sudden gloom, the only light came from the moon and the faint, toxic-violet glow of the Fox Mask standing in the door ...
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