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... dropped to Lykhor’s limp body sprawled across the ground, his face still contorted in a grimace even in unconsciousness.
If only I could kill this bastard…
The thought flickered through my mind once more. My fingers twitched at the idea, but I couldn’t act on it—not now. Those guards had seen him walk in earlier. If I killed him, they’d ask questions.
Of course, I could kill the guards too. That would solve the immediate problem. But when the next shift arrived and found ...
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