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... o the temple. He dismounted his horse long ago and stood and waited for their charade to be over.
Ortell and the rest weren't even that impressive to talk so high and mighty, yet if anything, their power could mean something, and their purpose something else.
By this point, Thar didn't question the timing or their purpose, so he walked toward a pillar and put his palm on it. He let the mana flow and spoke some words of a sharp grunting language of demonic origin, activating some ...
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