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... o pound, and he felt as if time had stopped around him. He thought to himself, his mind reeling in astonishment, "How did he sense my presence? Is he some kind of sorcerer? Or is he one of the eight?"
The cloaked figure’s voice cut through his chain of thought, calling for him to come out again. His voice was as cold as ice.
"Noor, come out from there. I remember your aura well... it hasn’t changed much. You still use deception to escape any predicament."
Noor’s tension m ...
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