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... ered through the chamber like a warhammer striking stone, rattling the tall candelabras lining the walls. The broad-shouldered Battle Sage was on his feet before anyone could stop him, his massive fists planted on the polished obsidian table, knuckles white with barely contained fury.
"These monsters think they can bargain with us!?"
The seven gathered saints stirred around him, their reactions varying wildly. Arnaud leaned back in his chair with a quiet exhale, arms folded, his ...
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