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... Oni assassins.
But all eyes were on the massive form of the Cyclops, now dropping to one knee.
The impact sent a gust of dust and frost rolling through the air.
Darin lowered his warhammer cautiously, unsure if the next move was going to be a punch or a bow. But then the Cyclops lowered his head, and spoke.
A low, rumbling voice, like distant thunder echoing through a canyon.
"That power… That scent… My Lord, you have appeared at last."
Darin blin ...
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