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... in an expression of hatred.
The towering figure rose from his throne, the dark tattered robes around him swirling with an Magic energy.
His crimson eyes burned brighter as they locked onto Laston with an intensity that could melt steel.
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"Because of you, my father died!" Morvakar's voice thundered, reverberating through the grand chamber like a storm. "You led him to his doom, convincing him to launch that foolish attack on the Elf Palac ...
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