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... tepped through the torn air, and nerves chased the iron from his voice.
“Ah. It has been a long time,” Grombir said, bowing more quickly than dignity advised.
“It has,” the Tower Master replied, the sockets of his skull glinting with thin amusement. “For a moment I feared you had forgotten me, and that would have been wounding.”
“There is no world in which I would forget you,” Grombir answered, and although he was the strongest of the dwarves, a smith blessed as a Hero by ...
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