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... see the red rune, don't look back!"
The man didn't argue.
He ran.
Ryven turned back toward the courtyard.
He didn't expect to win.
He just wanted to see him.
One more time.
So he pulled his last weapon.
A dagger—small, but sharp, wrapped in an enchantment to cut through veil magic.
He held it like a lifeline.
"You want me?" he growled, blood dripping from his mouth. "Come on then. No more hiding."
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