CHAPTER 29: Crossroads of Shadows
"How long do you think you can keep running? How far do you think you’ll go?" the bandit leader called into the night, his words tossed to the wind as though daring it to deliver his message to the prey. "Hide and seek, is it? Fine. You go on hiding—I’ll go on seeking. And when the game ends, I’ll have my bag of gold, the fools who thought they could elude me." He tilted his head back and laughed—loud, wild, unhinged. The kind of laughter that didn’t just echo but carved into the bones of those who heard it. Abruptly, he stopped. Raising the axe from his shoulder, he slammed the blades together in a sharp, metallic rhythm. Clang. Clang. Clang. One by one, the rest of the bandits joined him, the clash of steel building into a dreadful cadence. Then came the chant—their rough voices meldin
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