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... behind their spokesman, Ymrish Blackhand, hissed and seethed, cursing and threatening with varying levels of eloquence. Ymrish frowned, and his horse stamped, but he didn’t move. After a few seconds, when his companions had settled, he asked, “Is that so?”
“Yes. I don’t need to slay you all, however. I’ll give you a chance—one time—to surrender. If you do so, I’ll find a way for you to pay reparations to the people of this world that won’t end in your demise.” He raised his voice and lo ...
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