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Moonlight sliced through the mist as the shadowed figure clung to the temple’s crumbling eaves, breath steady, eyes sharp. Below, armored guards patrolled, their torchlight casting jagged patterns across stone. A whisper of fabric—the ninja dropped soundlessly, rolling into a crouch beside a wooden crate. Poisoned darts glinted in their palm, ready. The mission: retrieve the scroll sealed behind three concentric doors, each rigged with traps that’d reduce a lesser warrior to ash. No room for error. Footsteps approached; the ninja dissolved into the gloom, patience honed over years of discipline. One guard paused, squinting at the darkness. A heartbeat later, he crumpled, a pressure point struck with surgical precision. The figure moved again, a phantom weaving through corridors lined with ancestral tapestries, each thread a silent witness to secrets better left buried. Time thinned. The final door loomed, its lock a labyrinth of forged iron. Fingers danced—a click, a creak, the faintest exhale of success. But as the scroll slid free, the air shifted. Distant drums echoed. Reinforcements. No battle cry, no wasted motion. The ninja vanished, leaving only the echo of a challenge unanswered.
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