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... m, carried through the haze.
It was unfamiliar yet too composed to belong to a dying man.
Bennet turned, every muscle tensing.
Kieran’s blade was half-drawn, his eyes searching the smoke.
"You buried my men," the voice continued, calm and deliberate, "You buried their screams beneath your clever traps. And now you think to crawl out of their graves?"
A shape emerged through the mist—tall, unbroken, wrapped in the tattered remnants of a commander’s cloak. < ...
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