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... him. He was a slender man with shifty eyes. His hair was spiky, his attire brazen.
His battered face showed signs of age, but Atticus got the feel of an old man desperately trying to look younger, and failing splendidly.
To his question, the man scoffed, then smirked, revealing his toothless mouth. Anorah’s earlier blow had shattered his chin and teeth.
"Save your breath... I am a Redflame. Our fire does not bow! Never! I am a Redflame! I am a Redflame!"
’Of cours ...
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