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The firm voice of the man standing on a makeshift podium was enough to dispel whatever tension was building up in the room.
They all knew that with him in the room they could not afford to do anything stupid.
The man in front of them was a curse bearer after all.
The blue haired boy turned to face the podium, but not without shooting Ark a nasty glare.
Everyone else turned their attention to the man as well.
He was in a well ironed navy blue sui ...
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