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... seen before.

He was at least two hundred and eight centimeters tall, large frame dressed in a pair of ash coloured suit, hands tucked into the pocket of the knee—length trench coat he had on. His hair was very black, shoulder-length, but left in a low man-bun with only a few strands dropping over his face.

She swallowed.

Preston’s forehead creased into a frown.

Lyra’s mouth fell apart slightly.

And Brandon balled his fists.

"Hello, Geralt."

...

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