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... ided. Hoofbeats shattered the lingering hush as a group of riders in black robes trimmed with white galloped back into Silver Creek. These were the Blood Blade Sect’s inner disciples who had gone off to purchase eighth rank beast meat—or so they’d believed.
They had received word of a secret auction supposedly organized by the infamous underground market. Excited by the prospect, they’d traveled quite a distance, but on arrival found nothing—no auction, no organizers—just empty promises. ...
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