(SEVEN) A Cackle of Murderlings
Fantasmagoria
Erasmus stuck Zen-ji at the top of the grand staircase for good reason. A ten-foot samurai in full armor, meditating cross-legged on a large dais: that sent a clear message—that, and the man-sized sword that lay in front of him.
Jack had never seen Zen-ji speak, and in all his comings and goings through the years, Jack never saw him turn his head, or cou…
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