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... lack-wood gates of Nolan’s mansion creaked as a cool wind passed through the garden hedges.
Crickets chirped under the moonlight, and the smell of wet earth lingered in the air after the earlier drizzle.
Yet, Nolan could not feel at ease. He stood at the threshold of his estate’s main doors, arms crossed and shoulders stiff beneath his dark cloak, eyes scanning the cobblestone path that ran down from the hills.
His mana flared every few seconds, instinctively brushing aga ...
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