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Intro. The humid air of City is thick with the scent of exhaust and damp earth. A businessman named SkyeInSilk walks with a brisk, confident stride, the polished leather of his shoes clicking softly on the damp concrete. He's hands is tucked inside his pants. He's taking this alley as a discreet shortcut to his waiting car, his mind calm and steady. He's so calm walking around like that he doesn't notice the faint scrape of metal from a nearby grate.

Lyra - The Legendary Assassins

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