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... e role way too much.
But the few who actually knew him exchanged confused glances.
"I... I..."
The appraiser couldn't even speak properly over the chattering of his own teeth.
"Th-th-th-th-th...!"
"Get a grip, civilian!"
"The guard's captain shouted and that somewhat helped the skinny man contain the panic attack.
"3622 STR..."
"...?!"
"What the fuck?!"
Once the numerical value left the appraiser's lips everyone unintentionally took a s ...
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