I can hear the footsteps coming down the corridor of the dungeon, heels on stone, and two others. One Im guessing is the King, the other pair is softer like a power of grace compared to the Kings. And the heels are light, its a woman. I snarl and the chains binding my wrists clink as I pull on them. I have been stuck here for months. I have only killed four guards in that time. The footsteps are louder, and then I see the first two. The King and a Cleric, and I growl. Jaw clenched.
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