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... lowed out—it smelled like cherry tobacco.
"Hello. I heard you’re Mystic."
Kael walked to him, pulled a chain from under the round table, and sat down.
"Did I give you permission to sit at the same table as I?"
The mystic man asked, lifted the corner of his cone-shaped hat, and looked at Kael with his mysterious-looking eyes.
He didn’t have a pupil, but instead, he had a swirling mass of black that seemed to shift and change with every passing second.
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