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... r carriage wheels fading down the path toward Deimos.
A figure stepped from the shadow of a collapsed wall.
They crouched where Ryn had stood moments before, fingers brushing the ground. Frost crackled under their touch.
The Hellhound’s remains were gone now, but the cold still clung stubbornly to stone.
"...unexpected. The trap failed," the figure whispered, voice neither male nor female.
Their gloved fingers brushed the blackened ground.
"Amelia ...
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