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... a bald-faced lie. Even in the moonlight, my poor vision could see much of the damage that had been wrought. There were fires to be put out, first and foremost. I left Gol in Ishilas hands and hurriedly stomped about, from one flame to the next.
The fires cackled with glee, happily devouring what I had built with so much sweat and effort. But such was the nature of flame.
Or something like that. I had little interest in the philosophical quandaries about the nature of the world an ...
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