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... larly young.
He raised his ceramic cup in a friendly gesture, filled to the brim with fresh blood.
Trailing behind him was a beautiful girl with golden long hair - Aiwass had just seen her in the resting room; she was number 15. Her deep blue eyes also exuded a bewitching attachment, thus appearing vacant.
"Sir Lindt."
Beyard was interrupted and, therefore, seemed displeased.
She lifted a finger to push her glasses and responded indifferently, "What do you ...
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