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... ones as Liora and Derrin trudged through the winding alleys of The Hollow. The air was thick with a damp chill, carrying the faint smell of mildew and smoke. Overhead, wooden beams crisscrossed like jagged ribs, holding the leaning buildings together as if they might collapse at any moment. Liora’s sharp eyes flicked over the uneven terrain, his boots instinctively avoiding the worst of the muck that pooled in the street’s depressions.
"The boy’s not working alone," Derrin muttered, brea ...
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