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... t the cold stone floor. Renard’s blade hovered just above his neck, sharp enough to draw blood with the slightest pressure. Yet the human mayor remained silent, lips trembling but refusing to speak.
Renard, unbothered by the resistance, lifted his sword in a swift, practiced arc. Without hesitation, he turned his aim toward the woman kneeling beside Pascal, who clutched a young boy protectively in her arms.
"Wait! Wait—!" Arabella’s voice rang out, her hand shooting forward in de ...
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