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... oke their lazy circles in midair and scattered as if a hand had brushed them away.
The sound they made was thin but sharp, a pitch that cut through the damp quiet of the courtyard. His boots felt it before his ears did.
A faint tremor ran through the stone, not enough to throw him, but enough to whisper a message into the bones of his heels.
He turned his head, eyes flicking left, then up, and he caught it—the courtyard wall bulging outward, swelling like a throat taking ...
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