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"What... a.. surprise!"
The voice belonged to a human. He looked about 40 years old, with dark skin and rotten teeth and red crimson eyes.
He sat casually atop a flat rock, his tangled hair swaying in the morning breeze, eyes gleaming with twisted amusement. A small fire crackled beneath him, and over it, Grakar was tied to a stick, slowly being roasted like meat.
"Argh... my Lord, you’re here... I am sorry... for the trouble...really."
Grakar groaned wea ...
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