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- #1“The last thing he remembered was a truck. The next thing he felt was a sword pressed against his throat, and eleven armed people standing in a circle around him, staring at him like he was something that needed to be put down before it woke up all the way. "Grand Duke Ruven Castellan," said the woman holding the blade. "Tomorrow, at dawn, you die for your crimes. Sleep well. It's the last time you'll get to." She spat at his feet and walked away. He didn't know who Ruven Castellan was. He didn't”
Art Style: Noir Comics
Color Mode: Full Color
Panels: 1
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