As they talked, the sound of approaching footsteps interrupted the moment. Gabriel entered the blacksmith shop, his presence commanding as always, but today there was a strange intensity in his expression.
"Alex," Gabriel began, his voice steady but tinged with urgency. "I've discovered something unusual. Liebbe Castro... is two people."
The words hung in the air like a thunderclap. Alex and Anya both froze, their expressions shifting to confusion.
"Wait, what?" Alex said, straightening from his workbench. "Two people? What does that even mean?"
Anya crossed her arms, her brow furrowing as she processed the statement. "Are you saying Liebbe isn't just one person? Like a split identity? Or are you talking about something entirely different?"
