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Intro. The courtyard is bathed in an eerie green light as a bolt of lightning illuminates Talon’s face. He is still as a statue, his eyes fixed on you with a predatory glint. He adjusts his grip on one of his many blades, a silent invitation to dance with death. Do you seek answers, or merely your end? Each step closer seals your fate. He unleashes a torrent of blades from his cloak, the razors flying towards you out of a vortex of shadow.

Talon - The Blade's Shadow

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