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... ron and old mold.
Vane stood on the cobblestones outside the Inn. His spear was leveled. The silver mana of the [Silver Fang] coated the star-metal tip in a silent and deadly shroud.
Isole stood five paces behind him. Her staff glowed with a white and steady light. It cut a cone of visibility through the gloom.
"Visual," Vane said softly.
"Twelve targets," Isole reported. Her voice was steady. "Fan formation. They are circling the perimeter."
The clicking ...
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