They were twisted and broken. They were haunted and hollow. And they were bloody, oh so bloody. But maybe, just maybe, they could drown in that blood together.
Dreams, however pitiful, were always sweet.
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The girl had never known a name. She'd never known a home. She'd never known affection, let alone love.
But it was different now. Everything was different.
She was running. She'd never run before, not from something. She was always moving, always chasing. Chasing what? She didn't know, she didn't need to know. She just chased and chased, leaving a trail of others' blood behind her.
But now, now she was running. Not literally. Literally she was stuck in Ketterdam, the heart of depravity and greed. Sounded nice on paper, at least. But she was running, fleeing from everything she'd ever known and been, and for he first time in her life, she was scared.
The girl had known fear. It was her sevant. It rolled off her in bloody waves. She would survive, she always did.
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Kaz Brekker always thought he was one of a kind. He always thought no one could match his ruthlessness, his sheer lack of emotions, his thirst for revenge and determination to get it. He thought no one could be half as dangerous as Dirtyhands, the Bastard of the Barrel.
He was unique. He was dangerous. He was utterly without conscious. He knew what he was and he used every aspect of himself as a weapon.
He was a liar, a theif, a killer and a monster. And he thought no one else would or could match him in his monstrosities.
Until a nameless, flithy, scarred and bloody girl stolled into his club and shook the world with her every step. She asked him for a job, and despite every bit of his sense he said yes.
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The girl watched Kaz and saw her blood-soaked and perfect salvation.
Kaz watched the girl and saw a monster who was everything he needed and more.
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Criminal prodigies, the pair of them. They would shake this earth and remake it as they so desired. And you best believe these two new it.
Kaz Brekker and Asra Behandelar knew what they were. And what they were was dangerous.
