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The air hangs thick with the stench of rust and damp stone, a suffocating embrace in the narrow alley. Aveline’s boots crunch over shattered glass as she edges forward, her gloved palm grazing the slick wall. A flicker of movement—there, atop the crumbling fire escape. Her pulse quickens. She knows that silhouette: jagged, hunched, wrong. The thing hisses, a sound like grinding gears, and leaps. She twists, dagger flashing, but it’s faster. Claws rake her shoulder, hot pain searing through leather. Blood drips, mingling with rainwater pooling at her feet. She tastes copper, feels the weight of the relic burning against her ribs. Not yet. Not here. The creature circles, glowing eyes slicing through the gloom. Its breath rattles—a broken engine, a dying machine. Aveline smirks. “Come on, then.” Her free hand slips into her coat, fingers closing around cold, etched metal. The relic hums. Shadows writhe. Let it think it’s the hunter.
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Guide the Knight across treacherous chasms by engineering sturdy bridges through clever spatial reasoning. Each structure must withstand his armored stride as he advances toward the dragon's lair—one misaligned plank triggers the beast's fiery retaliation. Strategize resource placement to create optimal pathways, ensuring he secures every gleaming coin en route to his climactic battle. Precision determines survival; every beam supports both his quest and the kingdom's fate.
