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... hissed at the man, trying and failing to keep her voice down. The silence was so leaden even an Untempered could have heard a pin drop down the street. "Here? Now?"
"When else?" the Hand replied, his gaze never once leaving Felix's own. "What say you, Fiend?"
Felix only frowned, but his eyes were unblinking as well. "And this will solve it? Put all our grievances to rest?"
"It will satisfy my honor, Autarch," the big man said in his smooth baritone voice.
That's. ...
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