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... s of the ruined barn he’d slept in. Dust hung lazily in the air, dancing with the beams of dawn. His small pile of coins glimmered faintly beside him—a reminder of last night’s daring escape.
He stretched, bones popping, and rubbed his eyes.
’Alright,’ he thought. ’I’ve tested luck. Maybe it’s time to test strength.’
The coin in his pocket pulsed faintly with warmth, like it had been waiting for the thought.
"Finally awake, master?" Paros’ familiar voice hummed in ...
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