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... ing cold of late November as Johannes Krieg stepped off the train at St. Petersburg's main station. His dark coat and scarf blended seamlessly with the sea of commuters, most of whom wore similarly muted colors. The Valorian agent moved with practiced ease, his leather briefcase firmly in hand. To anyone observing, he was nothing more than a foreign journalist, his expression calm, almost detached.
The reality, however, was far more calculated. Johannes was one of Valoria's most experien ...
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