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... ree breaths echoing faintly through the dusty dance hall.
Sharp metallic smell pierced my nostrils. Whether they came from the scraped metal or blood, I didn’t bother to think about it much.
The marble floor was littered with fallen knights. Their armors dented, most blades broken. Their groans had faded into silence. Whether they were unconscious or paralyzed, they could not rise anytime soon.
Leila lay crumpled beside them, unmoving.
And in front of me stood Mot ...
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