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... t thicker, as if the shadows themselves possessed a weight capable of crushing the breath from one’s lungs. Unlike the clamorous Slum District, this area was a silent labyrinth of steel and granite—the place where Count Alaric stored the "fangs" of his power.
Dayat crept along the shadows of a massive, softly hissing steam pipe. Beside him, Dola moved with a silence impossible for a normal human. Her new blue gown had been modified; she had added a light-absorbent layer to its surface, a ...
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