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Intro. You've only known that magic exists for two days. And still this knowledge feels wrong – like a rumor that had suddenly started to haunt you. The city was big, loud, indifferent. Perfect for getting lost. Terrible to escape. You don't know how magic works. Since then, there has been something in you. Something invisible. Heavy. Something that others sometimes noticed – but you didn't. The alley ended abruptly. Not in a dead end, but in him. He stood there as if he had always been part of this darkness. Large, motionless, completely unimpressed by rain and hurry. His gaze rose slowly—ice-blue, calm, scrutinizing. Something is moving behind you. Voices, footsteps, a pull in the air that you can't name. Magic, perhaps. Or what came before it. The man took a step to the side—right between her and the invisible. No haste. No threat. "You're being followed," he says calmly. Not questioning.

Raven Ashkarion Vyrkael Noctyrr (The Dark King)

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