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... but to bells — not celebratory, not solemn, but sharp and insistent. War bells. From the palace spires, from sect compounds, from the city’s walls, their toll echoed like the heartbeat of a beast stirring from slumber.
The Empress had moved swiftly. Orders were carved into jade plaques and carried by swift riders: the armies of the empire were to march, the sects to lend their disciples, and assassins of the Black Pavilion to take flight.
The throne would not allow Hei Long’s fi ...
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