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... s. "What do you mean by that?" he demanded, his voice low and dangerous. His gaze raked over Lyerin's Demon Ibex form, from his hooves to his horns, scrutinizing every detail.
Lyerin straightened, his demeanor shifting from calm to commanding as he began to speak. His voice was firm and resonant, carrying the weight of authority and knowledge. "I come from the Kingdom of Rosemary," he started, watching as the shaman, the leader, and the warriors exchanged uneasy glances.
"It is a ...
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