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... l of medicinal powder, and a tiny shield, riddled with holes and looking as flimsy as a toy.
He held the shield; it was barely larger than his palm.
It was covered in scratches and perforations. Whose masterpiece could this be? he wondered.
"What is this thing? Did I really have this piece of junk on me?"
He was dumbfounded. Never in his life had he seen a shield so… COUGH, COUGH… unconventionally striking and utterly unforgettable.
Just then, a hoarse, dr ...
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