The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The blade did not cut flesh. It cut silence. Silas Vane held his ground in the center of the stone hall, his breathing a ragged, mechanical thing that seemed to echo off the vaulted ceiling above. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and old dust, a sharp, metallic tang that coated the back of his throat. Before him, the shape of the enemy had no edges, no face, only a swirling void of...

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