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... the combat rings in silver. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of cut grass and steel.
Seraphina stood in the center ring, sword already drawn, eyes locked on Lucian.
He walked toward her slowly, hands still in his pockets. No weapon. No urgency.
Just that infuriating calm smile.
Look at her, All fired up and ready to go. Like a tiger waiting to pounce. This is going to be fun.
"So," Lucian said, stopping a few feet away. "What exactly do you want ...
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