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Chapter 2: Blood Handed Invitation
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... old. The city stretched out below him, glittering, deafening, alive in a way he could never be. Neon lights reflected off the river like shards of broken glass, and the hum of distant traffic mixed with the occasional cry of a gull.
He had been working almost non-stop for weeks. Construction, maintenance, hauling steel beams, climbing scaffolds, his body was sturdy, calloused, a machine honed by necessity rather than choice. Yet despite his strength, Kael remained a normal person.
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