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... of the people outside the courtyard seemed to die down.
‘Or they fucked off,’ Leon noted as he glanced behind him and projected his magic senses.
Sure enough, the arrival of the Black Robes behind his small group hadn’t gone unnoticed, and not only had most of the people on the street made themselves scarce, but more Brown Robes were racing their way, some of whom were quite high-tier.
Leon turned his head back to the leading Black Robe.
He hadn’t moved despite hi ...
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