Breath Before Impact
Lantern light. Wet stone. He stands still long enough to be mistaken for afraid. Footsteps rush in. A punch, he doesn’t block. He empties the sp...
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Lantern light. Wet stone. He stands still long enough to be mistaken for afraid. Footsteps rush in. A punch, he doesn’t block. He empties the sp...
Night. Rain. Stone. Liang waits. Three men step in. Steel whispers. No threats, only breath and intent. The first lunges. Liang shifts an inch. ...