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... He looked down at them not as a villain facing his foes, but as a professor about to lecture an interesting class.
"Don’t bother," Thorne said, his voice echoing slightly in the silence. He raised a casual finger.
Draven, who had been about to unleash a battle cry and charge, froze in place. A thick, thorny root erupted from the ground. It was black as obsidian and slick with blight. It coiled around his leg. It didn’t crush or squeeze; it simply held him, its grip absolute and e ...
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