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Chapter 95 – The First Cut

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-05 15:49:24

Dawn came slow and gray, as if the city itself were drawing breath before the plunge. Elara slept in fits—thin, sharp pockets of rest broken by the clack of her own thoughts. When she rose, the map of the river lay on her desk like an accusation, the routes she and her people had circled the night before still ringed in ink. The plan wasn’t elegant. It did not need to be. It needed to be simple, precise, and fast.

Lena moved through the rooms with the quiet efficiency of someone who had learned
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