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... , a darkness that was not the absence of light but the saturation of it, heavy and alive, pushing against the edges of his skull. His body ached as if every nerve had been scorched, his ribs tightening with each breath, and yet he refused to sink. He had caught the assassin’s blade. He had chosen blood over mercy. He had raised the severed head before the fire and forced his men to look at it.
Now, in the hollow silence that followed, the true battle began.
The camp did not sleep ...
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