Ral - Wrecks Orzhov palace

The plaza around the Orzhov gate looked like it had been hit by a tornado. Stained glass crunched under his feet. Bodies of diminutive, gray-skinned creatures, which Jace knew to be thrulls, littered the streets. Larger-than-life statues of saints or tycoons—Jace had a hard time telling the difference when it came to the Orzhov Syndicate, a guild that was part crime family and part religion-lay toppled and broken.

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Dragon's Maze: The Secretist Part Three, Chapter 8