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Chapter 70: Corvyn

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We feel them at the two kilometre mark.

I reach for the ability and it lights up immediately, multiple pressure points flooding my awareness, and I count them fast and my stomach drops.

"Twelve," I say.

The vehicle goes completely silent.

"He built a pack," Soren says flatly from the front seat.

"Not a pack," Thalrion says. "A private army."

We stop the convoy two kilometres out and step into the cold grey mountain morning and I look at the property ahead through the trees, three stone building
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