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... look like a minnow. He was easily twelve feet tall, his body a roadmap of scars. He wore no armor, only a pair of tattered trousers. His muscles were so dense they looked like rocks beneath his grey skin.
"Wake up," Alvian said, his voice amplified by a mana pulse.
Moore didn’t stir. He snored, a sound like a rock crusher.
Alvian frowned. "Inefficient."
He picked up a piece of scrap metal—a solid iron bolt the size of a human head. He didn’t use a skill. He just ...
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