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... toying with the rifle for days, but without the presence of a smith, his progress was limited.
"Send him in."
Was his firm – yet eager – response.
The maid bowed lightly, and disappeared, and then, taking her place, came a familiar young man, who had once been so skinny and frail that it looked like the wind was a serious threat on his life, for it was liable to blow him away. Now he stood strong, and had a respectable amiunt of lean mass on him. His gaze was fir ...
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