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... d out, stabbed, or introduced to medieval customer service violence.
Instead—he froze.
His pupils shrank like they’d just witnessed the something terrifying.
"...Hmph."
He grunted approvingly and turned away without another word, grabbing a bottle.
’Why did he freeze?’ I asked internally.
[You still remember the Tigara?]
’Oh. Right. I inherited its Aura.’
So apparently I now came with a built-in "don’t mess with me unless you enjoy ...
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