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... ures moving with lethal precision.
Butler stood at the shelter’s entrance, his palms pressed against the stone archway as glowing runes spiraled under his fingers. The barrier flickered to life—a translucent dome sealing the civilians inside just as a Mistborn’s claws scraped against its surface with a hair-raising screech.
"Left flank, tighten!" His voice carried over the blizzard as guards scrambled to obey.
Twenty meters away, the golden-eyed youth moved like a specter ...
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