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... and son stood face to face, eyes locked, each daring the other to make the first move. The urge to rip the other’s throat out burned behind both their stares. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"Aren’t you getting a little too arrogant?" Arathor said, voice cold and low.
He didn’t flinch. He’d seen this before — not once, not twice. Every time he hit Sylvaris’s mother, the boy would come charging in, ready to throw his life away in some childish duel to the death. And every time, he ...
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