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Yarsi stopped, lowered his weapon, looked into Vik's eyes. Something elusive, like a shadow, flickered in the Vistolian's gaze. He nodded, took two quick steps forward, and suddenly waved his hand. In the twilight of the night, the steel of the dagger flashed. Yarsi felt the movement of the air being cut by the deadly blade rather than realize what had happened. The body moved separately from the mind, only then came the realization that if Vic had wanted to, he would not have missed. It's impossible to miss from that distance. The dagger thrown by a skillful hand only casually touched his stomach. And this was already after he took a step to the side, turned sideways, and all this with some unthinkable, inhuman speed that amazed Yarsi himself. The dagger cut through the fabric of his shirt, touched his skin with a terrible cold, and continued its flight, disappearing somewhere in the darkness of the alley.

Vic stared at the prince in amazement, throwing the dagger should have ended t
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