"At least it's a roof," he thought bitterly. His eyes swept over the cramped, filthy room. This was ground zero. From here, the only way was up. "Now, information."The next day, he left the inn and began to map out his territory. The lower district was a living labyrinth, and he needed to understand its ecosystem. He finally found its center: a two-story building, larger than the others, with a roughly carved sign.[The Spider's Web.]The place was a mix of stale alcohol, sweat, and dried blood. It was filled with mercenaries showing off their bounties, hunters cleaning their weapons, and informants whispering in dark corners."Here, strength isn't displayed with silk robes," Rayden analyzed, his sharp eyes moving quickly, "But with scars on the face and a cold glint in the eye."He saw his target. At the rearmost table, an old man in strangely luxurious silk robes sat calmly, sorting through several scrolls. He was the spider in the center of his web.Rayden walked past him, stoppin
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