The Distant Temple
The blade caught the light of the altar flame, a thin, white line that seemed to vibrate against the air. I did not care for the beauty of it. I cared only for the distance between my boot and the stone floor, and the distance between my sword tip and the chest of the man who had cost me three years of my life. I was Elias Thorne, Captain of the Imperial Guard, and I had come to this forsaken...
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