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... ide, hopeful eyes, approached Corven first. Without hesitation, he clapped him on the back, full of enthusiasm.
"You did great!"
It was meant as praise—for saving their lady, for surviving the massacre—but in his excitement, he forgot one small, painful detail: his gauntlets were silver.
The moment it made contact, Corven hissed, his skin sizzling under the touch.
"Ah—shit—!"
"Oh... I’m sorry!" the young paladin stammered, pulling his hand back in horror. ...
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