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... " a voice rasped, barely a whisper in the oppressive silence. "The boy… he is gone."

A figure shrouded in darkness knelt at the man's feet, his form trembling. The man remained impassive, his back turned towards the moonlit window. "One job," he finally spoke, his voice a low growl. "Keep tabs on the boy..."

"He… he was last seen entering the forest," the subordinate stammered. "After purchasing a defective weapon and some scrap food… that's when we lost him."

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