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... Noel’s room in Teralis, casting soft patterns over the wooden floor. He stood near the center, slipping on his gloves one by one, movements quiet and methodical.
His dimensional pouch rested at his hip, sealed and compact. Everything he needed was already stored inside—clothes, supplies, even Revenant Fang.
He, dressed in his fitted dark blue coat and reinforced trousers, the Ashen Sigil glowing faintly on his finger.
Then, without warning, something flickered.
A ...
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