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... arrowed as he watched a steaming man walk out with a ferocious glint in his eyes.

"Boy, I'll roast both you and your beast!"

He roared.

Asher saw him inhale, causing his chest to inflate, and all of a sudden, a fiery light shone from the middle of his chest to his inflated cheeks.

In the next moment, a torrent of flames poured out of the man's mouth. His mouth was like a flame thrower, and the flames seemed to increase as it got closer to him.

Sirius inter ...

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