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Secret Agent In Koguryo's Spy Guild, a secret agent stands, With a mission so dire, he must lend his hands. To slay the Witch Shaman, a fearsome foe, Whose blood is needed for an experiment to grow. He dons his cloak, with weapons at his side, His eyes sharp, his mind open wide. For the Haunted House is where he must go, Where the Witch Shaman's power does grow. With silent steps, he makes his way, Through corridors dark, where shadows play. The air thick with the smell of fear, Yet he knows his purpose, so he persevers. He reaches the room, where the Shaman lies, Her power immense, but her demise he spies. With a swift strike, he takes her down, And her blood spills, dark as a crown. He collects it in a vial, with utmost care, For the Guild's experiment, he must prepare. And though his mission is complete, He knows that danger may still repeat. For the life of a spy is full of strife, Of danger, secrets, and risking life. But he is committed to the Guild's cause, To protect Koguryo's people, with all his claws. So he vanishes, into the night, Never to be seen, a precious sight. And though his name will never be known, His actions will speak, like a seed that's sown. Lushi | |