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... rained smile, rather than a storm of ice, as he struggled to hold on to his calm. "I think not, worm. Your own lacking skills of perception might deceive you, but my Lord's nose does not lie to me. I can smell the scent of three of you."
"Three of us there may be, but only two of us are knights. That goes contrary to the little story that you've crafted for yourself, does it not?" Lombard said. By now Beam could tell that he was purposefully being inflammatory, abandoning his usual noble ...
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