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... h calm deliberation, his blue-gold Goad held loosely in one hand.
Across from him, Astrape, THE Maelstrom Thundermane, stood with a heavy expression carved into features that seemed perpetually surrounded by crackling white lightning.
The entity’s eyes blazed with fury and profound resentment.
When Astrape spoke, his voice carried the rumbling quality of distant thunder as he looked at him up and down.
"All of this. Every single consequenc ...
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