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Chapter 44: The Judas Protocol
Author: Cendana
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"He’s watching," Jhaevorn whispered, his eyes locked on the faint, shimmering distortion in the air near the ventilation grate—the telltale refractive signature of a high-level illusionist. "Sorn is right there, Elara. He’s masking his heat signature, waiting to see if we possess the capacity to survive the initial breach. He doesn't want to kill us; he wants to see if we have the keys to the Treasurer’s private cache before he finishes us."

 

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