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... Byrmellir stated calmly as Arcturus sat across from the elderly grandmaster, the man's purple eyes seeming to penetrate directly into his soul.
He always had such a gaze, like he could see through someone with a single look and know all of his secrets, to the degree that it was becoming uncomfortable in a certain sense. He didn't know if it was just his thing or if it stemmed from his power because he knew that the elderly-looking man was someone very, very powerful.
Now that he ...
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