Neaco sat at the edge of a store that had only one floor. He had been inside this store a few times to know that there was a door inside that lead to the basement. He sighed at the thought and closed his eyes, shuffling the handle of the swords in his right and left hand as he swayed his feet around.
A breeze blew by from the right after a few seconds, and it was about the same time he inhaled deeply. The breeze brought the scent of blood along with it, and that made him open his eyes and look to his right. He stared at nothing for a few moments, wondering if he should find out where the blood came from. It could be a trap. A voice inside him warned, but he wanted to find out where the blood scent came from.
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