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... ed warm milk. Two cups, enveloped by invisible force, followed Kishiar’s gaze as they flew through the air and settled perfectly into the hands of the two men.
Yuder looked down at the white cup in his hand.
The first time he confessed about the "previous game," they had sat across from each other in the commander's office, playing a tactical game. Even when he spoke about the day he killed Kishiar, it had been a similarly face-to-face, formal setting.
But now, they sat s ...
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