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... string. His chair screeched against the floorboards as he lurched forward, face red.
"I will not sit here and be insulted by the likes of you!" he thundered, his voice carrying through the tent like a whip crack.
Alpheo, unshaken, merely leaned the weight of his gaze upon him he didn’t even blink. When he spoke, it was in a tone so even it only made Sorza’s anger more conspicuous.
"Then you will be taking them standing up, I suppose...not really sure I am seeing the point ...
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