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... now on, you have no more ties with the Pestilence Clan. If you’re content with being a monster, then just keep at it; maybe you’ll find another Wolf Person willing to wipe your ass for you.
I’m tired, Lame Claw.
After bellowing, Tear Flesh gestured wearily with his hand, signaling that Lame Claw could get lost.
The corpse constructor hobbled away, and as silence returned to the top of the Wizard Tower, Tear Flesh gazed at the Wand of Creation in his hands.
His age ...
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