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“Orion. I have a surname, but I don’t use it. But... Could you please let go of my hair now?”
“Oh. It felt so good in my hands that I forgot I was holding onto it.”
Slipping free from Keter’s grasp, Orion stepped out of the treasure pile on his own. His clothes were torn and ragged, and the blue bruises and dried blood beneath them hinted at a brutal ordeal.
“Pass.”
Keter nodded in approval.
Orion glanced at the Queen Rock Ant’s corpse and gave an app ...
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