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... ing with quiet menace. Eira’s boots made no sound on the cold stone floor as she approached, her wand angled low, her breathing steady. She had fought her way here—every assailant silenced, every trace erased—but this was the heart of it. The leader’s den.
She pushed the door open with a whisper of magic. The hinges groaned softly.
Inside, the room was sparsely furnished but deceptively elegant: a single wooden desk with a single chair, shelves lined with leather-bound tomes, and ...
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