The night air crackled with tension as Arin pressed against the damp alley wall, breath ragged and hands trembling. Distant shouts echoed—Iron Hand enforcers closing in, their armor clanking like a death knell. Moonlight glinted off the pendant hidden beneath his shirt, its jagged edges digging into his skin as if warning him to flee. He’d memorized every twisted street in the city, yet the labyrinth now betrayed him, dead ends yawning like open jaws. A child’s laughter drifted from a nearby window, sharp and incongruous against the hunt. Blood dripped from a fresh gash on his forearm, each drop a ticking clock. They wanted the relic, but its whispers promised worse—a truth buried in his bones, a lineage drenched in ash. Boots slammed against cobblestones; torchlight bled around the corner. Arin bolted, the pendant burning against his chest. Run. Survive. Remember. The city swallowed him whole, secrets clinging like shadows.
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