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... e city. The air was crisp, the faint scent of earth and autumn leaves filling the night. She had mastered the art of silence, and tonight, she needed it more than ever. Every movement was calculated, every step taken with purpose. She was no longer just an observer—she was part of the game.
The invitation in her pocket was a delicate thing, folded and sealed with a faint violet glow. Its contents were simple, but the implications were vast.
The Cult's Plan
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