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... Khalik almost spat out his drink.
Alex, that is insanity, Isolde gaped.
In retrospect, but it worked, and results were all that mattered then, Alex continued regaling his friends with stories of Jaretha. If it werent for Claygon, Thundar, Ripp and the other mercenaries, I would have been dead like five times over: desperate measures were needed after a while.
Ill say. Thundar threw back a shot of whiskey. At one point, this demon filled the hall with fire, it was like th ...
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