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... till lingering on the broken branches and trampled soil.
Noah stood tall, one step forward, aura flickering sharp and cold around his dagger. His movements were crisp, professional, the way only a seasoned killer could carry. His aura pulsed at a level above Daemon's — one star higher, just enough to matter. But Daemon wasn't the same desperate, reckless boy from his past life.
He stood still, calm, analyzing every twitch in Noah's wrist, every shift of his weight, every shallow ...
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