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... r face to another.
He recognized the Messengers, with their flowing robes adorned in perfect embroidery and tall mage-like hats. The way they shifted uneasily under his gaze because they remembered they had once tried to have him killed as a baby.
The Disciples, however, sat unmoved — seven bald men with long, snow-white beards. Their stern expressions made them seem carved from stone, each wearing a glowing amulet around their neck, pulsating faintly with the powerful energy of ...
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