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... on as noon approached, the faint hum of activity from the bustling Sector III streets muffled by the surrounding walls. Anya leaned casually against the graffiti-covered brick, her crimson eyes scanning the shadows.
Her patience was rewarded when a smooth, mocking voice slid out from the dim corner of the alley.
"Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected a Guild Master to set up a meeting in a place like this," the voice teased. "One might think you were dabbling in illega ...
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