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Inside, the air reeked of iron and cracked skin. Soot from old torches settled across the canvas like forgotten ash. The only sound was breath—uneven, strained, laced with pain.
Amari sat bound to a splintered chair, wrists tied so tight the rope had worn through two layers of skin. Shylo was beside him, chest rising with quiet steadiness. Both were upright. Still. Silent.
The others had already been worked over.
Maverick’s head hung low, blood smearing his ...
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