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... ot tapped against the floorboards as I considered the offer. The light from my desk lamp seemed to dim, as if Apollo’s presence was somehow consuming the ambient energy in the room. "Three-fifty? Are you out of your divine mind? The last rate-up was two-fifty."
Apollo wagged a finger at me, making a tsk-tsk sound that somehow managed to convey millennia of condescension. "Ah, but the last rate-up only guaranteed one Gold item. I’m offering you five. Five chances at Platinum. Five chances ...
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