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... teel, and a staff topped with a crystal that pulsed in time with my relics. "Cecil Dreggs," he said, voice smooth as aged whiskey. "Bearer of the Circle. I’ve been waiting."
The crew tensed up in an instant—Lilith’s hand on her scythe, Vorren rising slow and steady, Jex palming a pilfered spoon like it was a shank. Yvra’s eyes narrowed, Fog’s tea paused mid-sip, and the knights fumbled for their weapons with matching clanks. I just stayed put, heart picking up speed. "Waiting? That’s nev ...
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