The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain hammered against the wet asphalt of the alleyway, a relentless, staccato rhythm that matched the frantic beating of my heart as I slid down the brick wall, clutching my side. The pain was a white-hot spike, blinding and absolute, but it was nothing compared to the roar of the sirens cutting through the night air. I looked up, my vision swimming, and saw Marcus standing over me, his...

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