You follow him there, dodging the statues firing golden arrows at you lest you share the fate of the people around you. To your bewilderment, he turns into gold.įrom the corner of your eye, you can see the city magistrate running towards the small shrine you arrived in. Their eyes are flashing, and their bows are drawn. Suddenly, the solid golden statues that dot the city come alive. You were trying to steal a flask of medicine. “The many shall suffer for the sins of the one.”
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