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... urly man nearly two meters tall was crammed into a single sofa that seemed a bit tight for him. He sat hunched over, meticulously tending to his equipment.
It was a beam dagger. The dark red hilt was inlaid with tiny, droplet-shaped crystals that connected in lines running through the entire body of the weapon. The hilt was clearly custom-made for its user, fitting perfectly in the man’s large palm.
The burly man flipped the dagger in his hand, spinning it a few times. Then he ca ...
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