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... or pity. Three guards fell, and the ritual was interrupted.
Yet, a skilled executor like Olaf was not going to accept this. He had to finish the ritual.
With a wave of his cloak, Olaf stepped forward, pointing the staff at the girl.
"Who are you? How dare you disturb a ritual for the Curved Horn!" his menacing voice echoed.
"My name...?" she muttered, taking a fighting stance. "You are not worthy of knowing this since soon you will die."
Olaf's eyes went w ...
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