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Chapter 288: Speed Run
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... aced it softly in her hands. Like all the weapons my companions and I carried, the ornate hilt and guard were obscured with tarnish and wrappings to hide their obvious artificed origins. Based on what I had seen among adventurers, this wasn’t an uncommon practice.
“Dungeon forged,” she said, inspecting the silvery length of the blade and running her finger down it. I watched the orc intently under the moss’s light. Her efforts had also drawn the attention of the others. I was sure Mateo ...
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