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The forest had never felt this quiet before.
No rustling leaves. No wind. Just the soft crunch of boots against damp soil and the occasional flicker of crimson eyes in the dark—my pack scouting ahead in absolute silence.
"Alina!" I shouted, my voice echoing between the trees. "Alina, answer me!"
Nothing. Only the echo came back, hollow and wrong.
Beside me, Alvar moved with grim precision—torchlight painting his face in gold and shadow. Nick and Sir Rol ...
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