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... t in the center, hunched over a monstrous tome that looked older than most civilisations. His thick fingers turned the pages carefully, but his jaw was clenched, the muscle twitching with every shallow breath he took.
The Grimoire was stained with time and blood...scrawled in runes that probably had no direct translation. Thorgar wasn’t casually reading, he was actively looking for something...He hadn’t moved in hours.
Hadn’t spoken.Hadn’t even eaten since the morning.
Th ...
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