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... e, but before his Lady, he could only force a smile. He had offered his everything to the hells. His soul, his body, and his pride. And now it seemed even the kingdom he desired was falling through his fingers like sand.
"Kingslayer," Altair spoke up, measuring the man in a sort of different light. The last time he had seen him, he seemed so insurmountable, annihilating Forwin in a single stroke of his sword. Now? Now, he seemed small. He could smell the stench of the hells upon him. Eat ...
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