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Kyros kicked the iron chest. It slid toward Altaïr, lid popping open. Inside was not a map, but a small, obsidian disk—cold, smooth, and humming with a silent, terrible energy.

He would trust his blade, his creed, and the memory of a lost love waiting for him in Masyaf. Nothing was true. But she was real. And that was enough to keep the darkness at bay. psp games assassin's creed

“You are too late,” Kyros whispered, and drew a hidden blade of his own—crude, rusty, but sharp enough. He charged. Kyros kicked the iron chest