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Chapter Eighty Five
Author: Pen thinker
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At that moment the yard was eerily silent except for the faint rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze.

Phantom, still on his knees, stared at the motionless body of the fugitive, unable to fully grasp the scene he had just witnessed. His mind raced, trying to piece together who Damien truly was. Then, like a floodgate opening, recognition dawned.

“Wait,” Phantom said, his voice trembling but steady enough to hold Damien ’s attention. “You… You’re the disciple of Grandmaster Maverick apprentice, aren’t you?”

At that moment paused mid-step, turning his head slightly. His gaze, though calm, carried an intensity that made Phantom hesitate.

“You’re sharp,” Damien replied flatly, his tone devoid of any pride. “But keep that to yourself.”

At that moment Phantom’s breath caught in his throat. He had crossed paths with one of Damien master other apprentices during a high-stakes mission years ago.

That apprentice had spoken of a younger disciple, someone even the Grandmaster held in exce
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