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... ragged, pained gasps.
The frigid air bit at his skin, mingling with the sweat and blood that matted his disheveled hair to his forehead.
Towering over him, the well-built man in a gleaming knight's uniform dealt another vicious blow, his gauntleted fist connecting with a sicking thud against Lyon's ribs.
"Are you going to speak up now or what?" Vyan's voice cut through the air, as cold and sharp as a blade. He stood behind the knight, his presce a looming shadow of mace. ...
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