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Chapter 192: Warning Blood
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... esnes, Mordred now felt every pulse, every heartbeat, every subtle whisper emanating from the bodies infused with his blood. It was still bearable, a slight constant tension, but he already sensed that this sensory web would soon become an overwhelming mental burden. He would have to find another solution. Perhaps delegate part of the control, create alert thresholds... A less crude, more refined strategy.
But as he contemplated these possibilities in the almost total silence of the gall ...
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