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... p and resonant, his crimson eyes narrowing as they settled on the small figure perched on his shoulder.
"It's been centuries since someone last spoke my name." Asterion said, his tone laced with amusement.
He leaned down, the sheer size of him casting a shadow over the three, his battle axe resting easily on his shoulder.
Asterion's gaze narrowed as he scrutinized the figures before him, a flicker of recognition sparking in his crimson eyes.
"You have surprised me ...
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