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“Threja?”
She chuckled as she folded her arms across her massive chest. “Somewhat, I suppose.”
I was even more confused. She certainly looked like Threja, or what I could remember of her anyway. Close to nine feet tall, packed full of muscle with unkempt white hair that spilled down her face—a face that was aged and worn yet still beautiful in a way.
“I can see you are confused,” she said. “I am an embodiment of the Threja you knew. A small sliver of her so ...
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