From Leo Quaid at FictionPress
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At a site called the mont, in some obscure space reserved in the Highlands of Scotland, a centuries-old order gathered for its last time. The first of their two men, Dessauer, glanced the second, L’Ordre, a motionless predator in the rain.
Both men were in the shadows of the hills, with the glare of the moon reflecting dimly from the loch. The others from the Order were scattered about, motionless, on the ground, their trail of death leading only back to the drops from the tip of L’Ordre’s sword, which protruded sligh