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... owed as a cold destructive power flooded his throne room. Pushing demonic qi from my body, my clothing began to disintegrate, yet my will and body did not waver.
Narrowing my gaze, a dark mist covered my body as I cracked my neck. "I cannot force you into a deal, Geir. However, if you do not obey my will your life, and soul will be forfeited." I coldly said, not caring if he was going to take the deal or not. Slaves are just as good as a willing man in my book.
Shedding into his ...
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