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... comfortable dinner chatter.
"BHWAHAHHWAHAHAWHAHAHHAHAH—"
BLAM!
Oathran immediately passed away. He doubled over, his horns thumping against the solid oak table, shoulders shaking violently as he gasped for air between wheezing, honking paroxysms of pure mirth.
He looked less like the great Dragon Lord and more like a man who had just been spiritually assassinated by a teenager.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAA—"
Arkai followed a split second later, his own roar of ...
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