“Maliya Coker," he muttered, his voice barely audible. Pete nodded solemnly.Andrew's eyes drifted shut, and he was instantly transported back to that fateful day. He found himself standing amid a fire, flames engulfing everything around him. Just as all hope seems lost, a woman rushed into the burning building, she grasped Andrew's hand, pulling him to safety just as the flames were about to consume him.When he woke up, he found himself in the south. Yet, over the next ten years, he rose through the ranks to become one of the most powerful Marshals in Aradoma.Now, he had returned, driven by a singular purpose: to find his benefactor and repay the debt he owed her.Andrew's eyes snapped open, his gaze fell upon the envelope.As he reached for the envelope, Pete spoke, his words laced with concern.“Her face has been disfigured, and she's not doing well.”Andrew's heart sank, guilt washing over him. He felt responsible for her suffering.“It's fine,” he said, his voice firm, as he u
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