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... escended the stairs with slow, deliberate steps. His presence alone silenced the nearby gamblers.
Red Face, leader of the Gambling association, was not a man who placed personal bets often. When he did, fortunes were made or lost. Without a word, he set a heavy black storage pouch on the counter before Fatty Ben. The pouch rang with the unmistakable sound of 20 million mana crystals.
Gasps swept the hall. Even seasoned gamblers stiffened in their seats.
"Twenty million," ...
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