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... ling at us. In the massive room, it almost looked small—or, smaller than a typical Dragon was—but that did nothing to take away from the primal fear the sight struck into me.
I held out a hand and bowed my head. “M-my apologies, uh…”
“Wealthhoarder, Slavedriver Neenix,” Index reminded me of its name.
I repeated the words back at it. In my panic when we first saw it, I hadn’t quite been processing what it’d said. Well, other than the fact that it’d threatened to kill us. B ...
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