The Critics

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A small tendril of smoke rose from the torch down the hall as it suddenly extinguished. Slipping his bow and remaining water arrows into the quiver on his back, he melted into the ebony darkness which enveloped the hallway. "Eh?" the startled guard ahead exclaimed in a gruff voice. Chainmail clinking together, he turned quickly and surveyed the hallway behind him. Pausing for a second, he intently studied the shadows, his eyes passing completely over the hidden form. Shaking his head, he...

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