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... could feel the burn of ale in his veins, and instead of dulling him, it seemed to make the moment more delicious. He rose from his chair with no hurry at all, brushing the broken fragments of the mug from his shoulder as though they were nothing more than dust.
The merchant was still breathing hard from his wild swing, his chest heaving, his face twisted with the ugliness of his temper. But before his mind could settle, before he could truly process what was about to happen, Lucas vanis ...
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