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... , scratched and stained from years of elbows slamming coin purses onto it. A wiry clerk in a patched vest argued heatedly with a mercenary over fees, waving a quill like a weapon.
Ethan, Lirael, and Sylvie waited in line. Ethan’s arms were folded loosely.
That was when the air behind them grew heavy.
A shadow stretched across the floor. The faint smell of sweat and iron—like old blood—rolled over them. Ethan didn’t need to turn; he gave a lazy sideways glance, then shifte ...
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