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... while eating.
Trust me, you might really wanna put the plate aside.
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Vorrak’s PoV:
The silhouette shrank until it finally took the shape of a man.
When the smoke cleared, I saw him.
Black hair, leather jacket, no weapon in hand.
Rune.
A small smirk spread across my lips. Perfect. The little bastard had walked straight into his grave.
My mind already painted ...
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