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... figure in front of him. The figure was draped in robes, the exact attire one would expect from an assassin.
"So, what's your purpose?" Lucian's lips curled into a smirk as he closed the distance, savoring the rare moment of a classic interrogation. No money involved this time.
The shadowed figure, rising swiftly, was pulled back to his feet by shadows that mirrored Lucian's own power.
"Not happening," the assassin replied coolly, confidence dripping from his tone.
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