Dealing with the Ruthless Mafia
The elderly man opened and read the scroll.
“By oath of blood and fire, she who stands in the center shall be marked. Body, will, and soul—so she may carry the weight of the Empire.”
Then, from the shadows, isang lalaki ang lumitaw. Wearing a mask, covering the half of his face, and a cloak in ashen white. His eyes are blank and unreadable. He carries a small iron brand glowing with ember red heat, the sigil of the empire carved at its end.
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