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Chapter 48: Whispers of the Past

The mysterious figure took a step closer, the soft rustling of their cloak the only sound in the tense atmosphere. Every tree, every leaf, seemed to hold its breath, waiting for what would come next.

Orion instinctively positioned himself in front of Liora, shielding her. His hand subtly moved to the hilt of his sword. "Who are you?" he demanded, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

The figure chuckled, the sound low and mocking. "Names have power, young guardian. But you can call me Malachi."

Liora's eyes widened with recognition, memories flooding back. "Malachi? The shadow weaver from the legends?"

Malachi laughed again, louder this time, and it felt as though the forest itself shivered in response. "Legends? Oh, how little you know. I am as real as the threats you face."

"What do you want with the Tapestry?" Liora inquired, her voice firm, but a hint of curiosity breaking through.

"Ah, the Tapestry," Malachi mused, circling them slowly like a predator sizing up its prey. "
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