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Chapter 41: In the Blink of a Market Stall
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... ved strangely, stiff and uneven. For a man trying to flee, he wasn’t fast enough. His stride had a noticeable drag, as if he’d once injured it badly and never fully recovered.
’Perfect.’
I raised my crossbow, steadying my breath as I took aim at his weakened leg. The injury was slowing him just enough. My finger squeezed the trigger, and with a sharp twang, the bolt flew.
"Argh!"
The bolt struck his calf, and he staggered, caught off guard. He let out a grunt of p ...
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