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... y from torchlight, casting distorted silhouettes that stretched and shrank with every flicker. Ryon’s boots struck the cold floor with a measured rhythm, but underneath the echoing steps, another sound threaded itself into his senses—soft, deliberate, and too perfectly timed to be chance.
He didn’t turn immediately. Whoever shadowed him had skill; they knew how to blend into the architecture’s rhythm. But Ryon had learned to read shadows, to taste the air for the metallic tang of intent. ...
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