The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

The hall smelled of roasted garlic and old sweat. Candles flickered. Shadows danced on the high beams. Elias stood in the center. He was a large man. Broad shoulders. Thick neck. He held a sword. It was a heavy thing. Iron and wood. The room was full. Faces watched him. Smiling. Nodding. But their eyes were cold. They called him the Monster. They called him the Beast. Elias did not care. He...

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