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The sea winds brushed against the walls of the estate, carrying with them the faint scent of salt and flowers.
The moon was high, silver light spilling across the rooftops, casting shadows that stretched and swayed like dark sentinels.
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Somewhere underground of the Dominion Sanctum, Arthur, with his hands in his pockets, was walking along a corridor that led to a private vault that loomed ahead.
Each of his footsteps reverberated loudly against the stee ...
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