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... idden' assassins. The problem with disguising myself is that you get these embarrassing displays.

Hiding from a kitsune just doesn't work, well, except for other kitsune. Even our newborns would spot these fools instantly. Not wasting any more time, I send out a few waves of knives, killing the three before they can react.

I start a brisk walk to the end of the hallway and come across the first locked door of the night. No wards or enchantments on it, though, allowing me to easil ...

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