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... ound, and faced the advancing group. His knuckles went white around the grip.
He could feel them drawing closer.
Then—
Movement. At the far back.
Not one of the henchmen.
No.
Something still. Watching.
A tall figure, face half-hidden in shadow. Not rushing like the others. Just standing there, observing, the glint of unnatural focus in his eyes.
"Let them run. The game’s just starting." ...
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