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... ous hassle. Instead, all she managed to do was raise an eyebrow.
“A smith?” Eleven repeated. “You think a smith killed Twelve? I’m far from Twelve’s biggest fan, but he wasn’t that incompetent. And how would a smith have known he needed such a powerful poison to take him out? This feels like the job of a very experienced enemy, not some random crafter.”
“I would hesitate to call Ifrit a random crafter,” One said slowly. The black light from his magic danced across his pensive fea ...
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