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... intly along the deserted street.
The eerie silence crept up his spine like cold fingers, tightening with every step he took.
Still, he maintained his composure.
His movements were measured, deliberate, and filled with vigilance.
Each step was placed with care, every breath controlled. His undead minions moved around him in a loose but deliberate formation, their presence forming a living—no, unliving—fortress.
He was not ready to take any chances.
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