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... as Ethan adjusted the strap of his gauntlet.
The guild scouts were already assembled near the river crossing — silhouettes against the dying light, pretending not to stare too openly.
Failing badly.
Lyssara stood beside him, utterly unconcerned.
Wind lifted strands of her white hair, exposing the elegant curve of her neck. Even dressed in a restrained traveling coat, she looked less like a hunter and more like something ancient that had briefly chosen human cloth ...
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