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... ups of demons seated on opposite sides of the table.
They stared each other down, and Damian could see the fury in their eyes. These two factions clearly hated one another.
"No one will talk? Fine, then I’ll start. Why the hell are you here, making me waste my precious time?" Damian said, locking eyes with each demon at the table.
He wanted to provoke them—stir something, anything, to get them talking.
"Wasting your precious time?" one demon scoffed. "I’m wasting ...
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