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... ace went cold as he reached the entrance. The knights looked at him stunned.

There was no way they did not recognize the cruel warrior. Yet they could not fathom wearing these humble clothes.

Damon looked at them dominatingly and they bowed their heads hurriedly. His steps were dignified and his every action held power. He did not demand obedience or respect, others owe it to him.

"My... lord!" the man shut his mouth before Damon could notice his shocked gaze, "his majest ...

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