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... Path Continues.
“The Pathless demands you halt!”
Archie slipped through the Inquisitor like a ghost, his knife lashing out and catching him by the neck just as he cleared his red cloak. The man gurgled and fell, one among hundreds. Blades of light dropped from the sky, skewering into the inlaid tile, but Archie dove through them. He tumbled forward and phased through heavy limbs and sections of the floor in equal measure, but he didn’t have infinite Mana. His greatest a ...
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