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... dipped behind the smoky skyline.
Night fell.
The air turned colder.
The moans of the injured mixed with distant howls, low and guttural.
The demonic beasts hadn’t left.
They were waiting.
The city was quiet, but it wasn’t safe.
Bai Zihan leaned against a cracked wall, wiping blood off his makeshift poleaxe with a torn strip of cloth.
His armor was dented, dirty, and far too tight in the shoulders.
His muscles ached, and the ...
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