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... handle. He tapped the jewel in the pommel with his other hand, the darkish lights simmering down, the frequencies of its cries quietening as the Templars stepped slowly by his side. His scowl looked sharp enough to cut through stone when he glanced up at the barricade. “Looks like it doesn’t have Authority.”
Valens shuffled stiffly front to their line, Fireball still burning over his hand, feeling each breath like a whisper of his own, cursing that here of all places he’d become conscio ...
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