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... reflies trapped beneath the veil of stars. Lanterns swayed on iron posts. Taverns hummed with laughter. And guards—armored, yawning, half-alert—marched their usual routes, unaware that something ancient and malevolent had slipped past their walls.
They never heard the first blade.
A sentry atop the southern tower blinked, rubbed his eyes, and reached for his waterskin. A second later, his throat opened in a clean, perfect line. No noise. No struggle. Just a sharp exhale of surpri ...
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