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... ron announced as he walked into the room abruptly.

Cerry flinched at the sudden disruption, but Tyron didn’t pause, placing down three stones upon the table in the middle of the room. Flynn eyed them, looking vaguely ill, though he chose not to say anything.

“This makes ten souls over the last few days,” Cerry murmured, half to herself. “Just how many have died recently?”

She didn’t expect to get an answer, in truth she was only partially aware that she’d even spoken alou ...

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