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... ll you, it’ll thank you for the snack!"
The roar that ripped through the morning air didn’t sound like a man giving an instruction. It sounded like a landslide. In the heart of the arena, Zarius loomed, a dark presence against the pale Northern light. He wasn’t wearing his ceremonial furs or the fine silks of a Duke. No, today he was draped in sweat-stained leather and battered practice plate, looking every bit like the god of war the legends claimed he was.
There was a barely co ...
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