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... eft my mouth before the air whistled.
Snap.
I didn’t think; I just threw myself to the left, diving into a patch of ornamental thorny bushes. A split second later, a heavy iron lantern detached from its post and smashed into the cobblestones exactly where I had been standing. The glass housing shattered, spraying oil and sparks across the path.
"Okay," I panted, scrambling to my feet, ignoring the thorns digging into my grey uniform. "Message received. Subtle. Very subtle ...
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