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“Orphans... huh?” The assassin spoke up, running two fingers down the edge of his blade. As usual, his words were gruff and seemingly detached from the subject at hand. Anything less else could potentially expose his flaws - ones that he absolutely refused to accept.
Talon had originally journeyed to the city of chaotic magic and crazed experimentation to find and assassinate your average simpleton for a client as well as search for clues of his master’s whereabouts. Meeting Janna face to face once more was not much of a surprise, but an orphanage was. Parent-less children living together and bonding over the fact that they all had one thing in common...? How disastrous.
“And what do you intend to do with all the children under your care?” he asked, temporarily pushing his work to the side for the sake of satiating his own curiosity.
