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... e soothing energy that emanated out of the blue ancient-looking scale Stigma was able to calm him anymore.
"You fucking scammer!" The skinny merchant shouted at the retreating figure of the somewhat familiar cloaked man who had just sold more than 30 pairs of Frenzy Antelope horns, both claws and fangs of eight Black Wolves, and the Shell of a Soul Shard for more than five silver coins…
He didn't want to pay that much but the cloaked man didn't even hesitate to ask for eight silv ...
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