We are all hunted by the shadows of the past
Nathaniel gave Althea a look from the corner of his eye. He smiled vaguely and tapped his forehead with two fingers in a mock salute. He hoisted a human sized target to his shoulder and walked over to her. He placed the target on the tile floor, then extended his hand.
"Nathaniel Corun, Obliviator, at your service ma'am."
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