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... ed blood. The crimson splatter painted the once-immaculate marble floor, and the sight of the headless knight sent a cold shiver down the spines of everyone present. Gasps and whispers of horror echoed around the hall, but all Thorne could hear was the furious pounding of his own heart, his focus honed razor-sharp.
With a flick of his hand, the fallen knight’s sword flew into Thorne’s grip, as though it belonged there. He didn’t hesitate. In one swift, merciless movement, he held the bla ...
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