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... you were attacked by a Lord Player named ’Gale’?"
"And they were aiming to destroy your Lord’s Hall?"
Sparks flew from the barbecue grill at the streetside food stall. MC held a foamy mug of beer in his left hand and a sizzling, oily lamb skewer in his right. The air was thick with the aroma of meat and chili powder. With a smear of grease on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were filled with shock:
"Holy crap!"
"Isn’t that the kind of thing that’s all harm and n ...
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