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Author: Deedson
last update publish date: 2026-08-29 12:36:47

Point of View: Kieran Ashveil

"We cannot take him back the same road we came in on, Kieran, whoever sent those two hunters will have already sent word ahead if we are slow enough to let them."

Dorian's warning cut through the relief of the rescue faster than I liked, and I looked around the smoking ruin of Corven's home with a soldier's calculation I had learned from my father long before I had ever wanted to need it. Two dead hunters meant a third somewhere reporting back, unless we were very
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