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... s seared in his mind, along with the thought of what could have happened if she wasnt wearing magical chainmail. Considering he blamed himself, it was all too real and sobering.
That was so stupid, he muttered, anger colouring his thoughts as they reached the bottom of what felt like an unending staircase. You told the hellhounds to scatter, so why would they be gathered in one spot, you drooling jackass? He cursed himself. You even told the elementals not to warn you if they saw anythin ...
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