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PREVIEW
... rict, those plotting rebellion were gathering. Each of them carried makeshift weapons—metal rods wrapped in sharp iron sheets, rusted pitchforks, and even cobbled-together broken firearms.
In the increasingly scrutinized King's Court district, acquiring such things was no easy task.
Inside the dim, rundown shelters of the slums...
A masked spy from the Hoffman family started a tin-covered machine, stained with thick blood, grinding an unknown pile of meat.
Then, s ...
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