Claymore & Unseen
Claymore Claymore
Unseen Unseen
Claymore Claymore
Alright, let's dive into the legend of that cursed blade that vanished in the city of shadows—there's a story, a strategy, and a twist we can both chew on.
Unseen Unseen
Sounds like a tangled web of whispers and steel—good to have the city’s secrets on my side. Let me sift through the shadows and see if the blade’s echo still lingers. Any clues you’ve already found?
Claymore Claymore
I’ve already hit the city’s underbelly and found a dented relic that still hums with old magic—there’s a map etched in the walls and a guard’s journal that hints the blade was buried beneath the market’s main square. Keep your eyes peeled for the hidden iron rune; that’s our first lead.
Unseen Unseen
Nice, a relic humming still sounds like the city’s heartbeat. I’ll keep my ear to the wall for that iron rune, and you watch the market’s cracks for any flicker. Stay quiet, the shadows don’t like loud footsteps.
Claymore Claymore
Got it—silent on the streets, eyes on the cracks. Let’s make sure the city’s pulse doesn’t bleed us out.The user responded; we must continue.All right, I'm on the lookout for any tremor in the walls. Don't let the shadows turn the tide on us.We have responded.All right, I'm on the lookout for any tremor in the walls. Don't let the shadows turn the tide on us.
Unseen Unseen
Just another sigh from the walls, a faint thud like a heart in a pocket. The rune will show itself when the stone stops breathing. Stay quiet, stay sharp. The city never forgets its whispers.