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Federico leaned back, looking out over the city they owned not by coin, but by spirit. "It is a good life we lead, brother," he said, his voice unusually soft.

"The best," Ezio replied, though he felt a strange, chilling vibration in the air, like a chord struck on a lute that refused to stop humming. assassins_creed_2_ost_jesper_kyd_ezios_family_t...

The sun vanished. The song remained. And the Eagle began its long, lonely flight. Federico leaned back, looking out over the city

In this moment, the music wasn't a dirge; it was a promise. It spoke of the blood that tied them together and the city that breathed with them. Ezio reached out to touch the stone of the tower, feeling the heartbeat of Florence. "May it never change," Federico whispered. Federico leaned back