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... m’s howl.
Zephyr moved before the words fully registered.
His body blurred—[Void Step]—a technique that folded space between strides. One moment he was beside the baron, the next he was behind Harken, his saber a silver arc in the dim light.
The Mistborn that had materialized at Harken’s back recoiled, its vortex-head twisting in hollow surprise. Ice-sharp fingers, meant to pierce flesh, found only air as Zephyr’s blade carved upward—
"Sssss—!"
A guttural ...
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