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"Oh, really? Let's see who dares."

Liam's voice came from outside the door—as gentle as ever, yet carrying an unspoken authority that commanded respect.

Everyone in the room turned to look at him in unison. He stood there clean and composed, untouched by the night's dew or dust, gripping the cane Chloe Bishop had given him as he stepped inside, one steady pace at a time