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... d, scanning the shadows where the sound had come from.
"Who is there? Come out."
Nothing.
The darkness between the trees was empty. The leaves had stopped moving. Whatever I had heard—whatever I had felt—was already gone.
I leveled the blade at the thicket of ferns, my heart slamming against my ribs. The black lightning had faded from the sword, leaving only thin smoke and the sharp smell of metal in the air.
Then I heard it again.
A rustle.
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