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Fourty Eight

Author: Wiwien Wintarto
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-02 21:32:25

“Why is it so damn quiet here...? Something’s not right.”

Pratiwi jumped down from her horse. The others followed.

Jaladri clicked his tongue and shook his head. Ki Randu Alas slowly scanned the area. She was right. Something was wrong.

He had been here many times before, and never once had he found Wijil Ngisor this silent and this dark. Even when he arrived late at night, there were always students from the Sun Sword School awake and keeping watch.

But tonight, on the eve of dusk, only the be
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