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The Transfer Equation

Penulis: Ray
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Chapter 9: The Transfer Equation

POV: Varis Kade

The eastern corridor was cold stone and long shadows. I walked it the way I walked everything, measured, quiet, my boots barely making a sound. Silence is a tool. I have spent my life treating it like one.

I had just come from Kael. The Alpha King is a formidable man, all iron and instinct, but I have never found mountains difficult to predict. They sit. They react with weight. I have always preferred the way water works. It finds the cracks.
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