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... its speech, Tycondrius assumed that the creature's intelligence was not high.

Less than a scalekin or tree-spirit... perhaps it was more similar to a *gorgon.*

? Diomedes, Adamantine-Rank Wooden Chimera. ?

Diomedes...

It was a Tyrion name.

Or had the fellow misspoken?

Did he... truly mean to say... Dia... beedis?

Considering Diomedes' voice and mana contained in his voice, he was an opponent appropriate for a full-sized Gold-Rank guild, at ...

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