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... shirtless before his chamber’s fractured mirror, obsidian-black fingers tracing the new scars latticeworked across his torso—some from the lash, others from the sutra’s unforgiving awakening.
The dark qi had settled into his left arm like ink dropped in water, staining him from fingertips to shoulder in swirling patterns that glowed faintly when he called upon them.
Then—the pounding at his door.
"His Majesty demands your presence by first light."
"Understood." La ...
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