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... none other than his Master Nyx.
Only now, she stood not in her usual black battle armor that she always wore but was cloaked in the disguise of a noble heiress and perfectly looked like a dragonkin of perfect heritage.
Yet Ethan could sense the ancient storm beneath the silken surface.
Her gaze swept the room like a predator seeking a scent, and when her dark golden eyes found him, they locked with an almost physical force.
For a brief instant, delight flashed wit ...
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