Fox climbed up Groth's back and crouched on his massive shoulders. The green giant stood up raising Fox to the second story window. The panes smeared with years of unkempt particulate. A grand library unfolded before his eyes. Rows and rows of books rose from floor to ceiling.
He lifted the jalousie window open. Warm air greeted him. The odor of parchment hung heavy. To the right a long table with a stained green cloth ran the width of the room. Two great Iron Golem statues flanked the table. A bald man floated over the table holding a book. He seemed slightly translucent. A voice called out from a corner that he could not see.
"Where is it?" It was woman's voice and it seemed rather familiar.
"Hush, I am translating."
From the shadows a figure emerges. It is now clear to Fox that they have located the Black Assassin.
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