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... hisperfang clean against the grass, watching the dark blade gleam faintly in the fading light. The fire from the goblin camp flickered behind him, casting long, jagged shadows that danced like restless ghosts.
Three dead goblins. Two had escaped.
’They’ll probably warn the others,’ Klein thought.
"Indeed," Paros replied, his tone calm but almost cheerful. "Though I must say, you handled that beautifully. Clean strikes, minimal noise. You’re a natural."
’I didn’t f ...
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