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... ss. Steel flashed, arrows whistled, and shadows bled from every corner.
Liora barely had time to duck as a blade sliced the air where her neck had been. Rowan’s hand snapped forward, catching the attacker’s wrist, twisting until bone cracked. The man screamed, cut short when Rowan’s dagger drove under his ribs.
Lucien’s sword gleamed in the firelight, every stroke measured and merciless. His presence was a wall; every enemy that dared to step close fell back, wounded or dead. Yet ...
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