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... to do his duty and satisfy his master.
And he had overbred.
“Minion!” Vainqueur barked. “Minion!”
His chief of staff didn’t respond, laying on the drenched inn’s courtyard with his armor on. The warm, steely plates looked as if they had been hit by King Wotan’s lightning, and his manling inside was half-dead. Even his tail had gone limp!
They had found him like this, among the wreckage of his bedroom. And he hadn’t woken up hours later.
“I told him not to do it,” Go ...
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