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... urgent. She waited until they were behind the house the old man had given them, near the wooden fence that faced the dying trees. Then she spoke, voice sharp and low.
"Young master... we should leave. Now. This place isn’t safe."
Kyle didn’t answer immediately. His eyes swept over the surroundings—dim lanterns, the flicker of candlelight in windows, the faint scent of burning herbs that clung too long in the air.
The village had grown even quieter than before.
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