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... way. Even when it stopped just inside the gate and turned toward the gate no one moved the drop the portcullus, or spring any dastardly trap on it. It found that sense of normalcy unnerving.
-43 Life Force.
Its wielder was clean enough after the firestorm it had endured that it might have been passed off as nothing but a man in armor. The ugly welds where the Warbringer’s limbs had been sliced apart and reattached were still obvious, but it had seen uglier armor ...
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