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... ate him this much?
He’d seen the hatred in the boy’s eyes—but he couldn’t comprehend it.
Even if one’s heart was twisted with hatred and resentment, why him?
Naturally, Enkrid had no way of knowing:
To the prodigious young shaman of the Seer Tribe, the Apostle Enkrid killed... was his father.
In the West, it was said that one must never live under the same sky as the one who killed their father.
The young genius shaman had simply done as he was tau ...
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