Scholar and Killer

Shinra felt the weaves surrounding him at exactly the same time the voice came from the darkness.

He was still in the dark room, surrounded by books scattered in every direction, as if a library had been hit by an earthquake.

'Damn it, I was sure this window had no guards on it, how did they hear me?' He stopped moving. 'How did they see me? I must be invisible to normal eyes, and yet they restrained me in the dark…' He knew that he would have to talk his way out of this. At least, out of the restraints, so he could kill them and get on with his assassination.

'No witnesses.' The restraining weaves were remarkable in a way, they didn't hurt at all, but he couldn't move his arms or legs at all.

'Did I walk into a Sheriff's apartment? This is better than the weaves I've seen Wintersbane use on suspects!'

"This is just a misunderstanding. I mean you no harm," Shinra said, adopting a calm voice in a deeper tone than he usually spoke in. He figured he should disguise his voice.

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