The center of L’Manberg had never been this quiet.
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` The wind carried the sound of the horn’s echo across the land like a warning bell. It took a long time to fade.
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` Dream came to a halt at the edge of the square. His hands were folded behind his back. Head tilted. That smile never quite left his face.
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` Technoblade stopped beside him. Two steps slower, as if the weight of the world walked with him. He did not look around at the gathered crowd. He did not scan for threats.
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` His eyes went straight to the stage.
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` They found Y/N. And held.
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` The silence stretched. A taut rope pulled tight enough to snap.
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???
— the first voice belonged to someone at the front. A young woman. She pointed, arm trembling. His son is here. What does he want?
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` No one answered. No one moved. The smell of smoke and iron and stone was all that filled the air.
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Technoblade
` his voice was lower than most remembered it. Tired. Gravel-soft. Tell me I’m hallucinating.
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Dream
` he laughed—a light, awful sound. Unfortunately, you don’t hallucinate, Techno. That would require losing control.
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` Both men had yet to look at anyone in power. They looked only at the stage.
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Technoblade
` his jaw tightened, the pulse in his throat jumping once before he spoke again. Someone’s going to start explaining. Now.