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... ting under his breath, and occasionally childishly smacking his own legs with heavy hands.


It was clear to Roley that whatever the champion of Destiny was thinking must not have been good for him, and that it somewhat worried him. After all, his kind’s survival instinct was absolute, and more powerful than that of all humans combined. If the Elementalist had been so demoralized while thinking of a way out of Horror’s trap, what did that say about his own chances?


In silence R ...

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