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Chapter 12 – Broken Blades and Bad Blood
The Bridge District stank of rust and wet stone.
Isaac moved quietly through the alleys, the names from Elya's notebook burned into his memory. Kael Orin. Once a Serpent Blade-elite enforcers turned deserters after the collapse of the Wyrm-Heirs. Now? A ghost with a drinking problem and a bounty on his hea