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... f someone. He was standing on the top of the tallest building in that prison area. His long, slender fingers were slicking back his long black hair, getting it off his face. The lips curled up into a calm smile, sharp eyes like a hawk’s gazing down to the battle below. His white cloak with black edges and the words Game Master embroidered on the back, waved softly as the hot wind blew.
“There you are, Mister Thada. I was looking for you everywhere.”
A soft voice spoke from behind ...
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