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One for himself. One for his son. One for Hyran.
Because gods, this was not going to be pleasant.
Dexmon dropped into the chair hard, jaw tight, fury barely leashed. He took the glass without thanks.
"So," Hyran began lightly, "I have good news and very bad news." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Dexmon shot him a look sharp enough to draw blood. "Skip the preamble. Someone tell me what the hell is going on."
Hyran inclined his head, unfazed. "Bad ...
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