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Chapter197: Hila: Wounded

The narrow streets of Kotor were slick with rain, the cobblestones glistening beneath the dim glow of old lanterns. Hila Zaidi staggered through the alleys, one arm pressed tightly to her side, blood soaking through her fingers. It was warm, sticky—her own lifeblood slipping away with every shaky br...