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Chapter 18: Grand knight
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... d. Every breath was agony. He barely managed to lift his head, and through the haze of pain, he saw boots—polished, blood-red boots—approaching.
The figure emerged like a nightmare. Black steel armor trimmed in Reynard's signature crimson—etched with a black sun—clung to a lean, deadly frame. A black and red cape of velvet draped over one shoulder, the fabric flowing with his movements.
The man removed his helmet, revealing a pale face with sharp features and black hair slicked b ...
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