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... pleases. But Thanatos… he was poised. He was a man who carried duty on his shoulders. He was always so grim. Only showing expression on occasion.
Altair wondered as he saw Thanatos take his leave if that was a trait of all Gods of Old.
Duty, the word itself, portrayed Thanatos so well that it seemed to embody the man.
His gaze broke when the shadow of his bannerman vanished.
"I wonder what could make him truly smile."
Reina gave a toothy grin. "A woman, o ...
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