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The Royal Mark - Chapter 31: Mongrel
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... rusty," Ambros ordered.
Chris nodded and looked at Elsa who was taken aback by the whole situation. He walked in front of the door waiting for whoever was on the other side to come forth.
Ambros clasped both of his hands, forming a rounded shape as though cradling a sphere, and commenced his incantations. "Porta ad dilectum meum mundum aperire... Porta ad dilectum meum mundum aperire..."
Elsa observed attentively as a yellow mist began to take shape within Ambros’ cupped ...
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