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Claimed Again

Author: Abi Gail O
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-27 15:44:11

Viktor talked for two hours.

The details he provided were precise and, as Silas confirmed when Kieran brought him in to cross-reference, accurate. The meeting location Viktor described matched a known rogue contact point Silas had used himself eighteen months ago, before Azrik had shifted his network's operations further west. The messenger's description aligned with a figure Silas identified as Vex Nightclaw, Azrik's second in command, who told them the rogue leader had considered Viktor's pot
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