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Reed sat on the grand mage's chair—the highest seat in the room—leaning back as he observed his new prisoners. The nobles who had survived the massacre knelt before him, their fine robes now torn and stained with blood.
The fear in their eyes was delicious.
Shia stood beside him, her daggers still wet with fresh kills. The goblins prowled around the hall, looting corpses, gnawing on scraps of noble flesh, and fighting over gold trinkets like rabid animals.
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