The Golden Suspect

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The sword sang. It cut the air like a knife through wet cloth. A man fell. Blood pooled on the white stone. Cael wiped his blade. His hands shook. Not from fear. From cold. The air here did not feel like air. It felt like glass. Sharp and silent. He looked at the body. The man wore a red tunic. A mark on the chest. A circle with a dot in the center. Cael did not know the symbol. He did not need...

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