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Chapter 41: A Whisper of Opportunity
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... bin and Norman moved through darkness so complete that even their enhanced vision struggled.
This was three miles beyond their normal training grounds, territory they’d never ventured into before.
"Wolf tracks," Norman said quietly, crouching to examine disturbed earth. "Fresh. Maybe an hour old. Six distinct prints. The pack we’re hunting."
Robin checked his equipment, a worn sword, basic leather armor, and a single emergency healing potion. No silver in his pockets. No ...
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