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The following night. Helix stormed inside the same secret lair of Azed. Inside are the lord of the territory himself, Sylas, and Nathan. All of them sharing the same look that Helix wore on his face which, told him one thing. That the same event probably happened with his fellow knights. “Don’t tell me that the three of you...” “So you were also struck by our mystery assaulter...” Azed walked towards the square table. “DAMMIT!” The old knight trashed the table. Shattering the bottle of wine and the four wine glasses that were placed on it. “When I came to the lair of my assassins this evening, I got into the shock of my life.” Sylas is the first to explain. Sitting on his chair and looking completely looking wasted. “None of my assassins were there, not a single soul could be found. T
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