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... asked alchemist’s ears.
His breath came in ragged gasps as he tore through the ruined district, the jagged cobblestones slick with rot.
Behind him, laughter followed—sharp, mocking, inescapable.
“You run well, little moth,” Selene’s voice cooed, her whisper twisting through the alleys like a viper.
“But your wings will burn all the same.”
He didn’t dare look back.
His pulse screamed at him to move faster, but he could already feel her presence seep ...
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