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... transformation. Before he harbored jittering nerves and smoldering fear, there was now a measured composure. Pride tempered by discipline. And something else, something flickering behind his black eyes — clarity.
The Imp approached and bowed with the solemn grace of a veteran courtier, a massive folded map held carefully in both hands. The cloth-bound scroll was nearly as tall as he was.
"Lord Ikenga. Lord Keles," he said, his voice smoother than they remembered — controlled, ye ...
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