The grand entrance gallery of Blackwood Sanctuary had become a lethal killing ground. Plaster dust hung thick in the air, illuminated by tactical weapon lights and the intermittent flash of muzzle fire. After dropping from the vaulted archway, Damian moved with the lethal economy of a veteran shadow operative. A mercenary lunged at him from the left with an assault knife; Damian sidestepped the blade with inches to spare, trapped…
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