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The Cold-Blooded Slayer
Author: Alfonzo Perez
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Having caught up to Prince Dananjaya’s forces at last, Aji and Ratih slipped into hiding behind the trunk of an ancient banyan tree—its gnarled roots twisting into the earth like the fingers of a slumbering giant, offering perfect cover from prying eyes.

“Ratih, stay here,” Aji whispered, his eyes never leaving the soldiers as they marched farther into the forest. “Let me face them alone.”

“No! I am coming with you. In life and in death, we stand together—always!” Ratih protested, her voice fierce with determination, her hand reaching for the hilt of her sword.

“This is different,” Aji said softly, turning to cup her cheek in his palm, his touch gentle despite the urgency of the moment. “You have no hood to hide your face—they would recognize you in an instant. If even one of them escapes, our entire plan will crumble into dust. Please, understand.”

Ratih’s shoulders slumped, her resolve wavering at the warmth in his eyes. “Very well. I will stay this time—but tomorrow, I will wear th
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