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... olished boot planted on the splintered floor, crushing the debris beneath as if the ground itself were merely scenery. His face looked the same as ever— pale, composed— and despite the loss of some of his strongest men, an almost pleased smile hovered at his lips. Not triumph, exactly; something quieter and colder: delight.
"A talk?" she snapped, raising her guarded hand. "I don’t need to talk to you."
"Even if it could endanger that man?" Morpheus’s mouth barely twitched when he ...
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