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... e first thing she noticed was that Sulvorath had been using illusions to make himself appear a bit taller and more muscular when he was in public. Without his illusions, he was the typical fair skinned Akanan, with brown hair and a slight build. If he was Akanan military, it was logistics or support, not front line combat.

When they entered the room, an enraged Sulvorath was busy swearing in Eskinar. "—and I’ll fucking remember this, you ass-crowned peasants! You think this will stop me? ...

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