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Calvin nudged one to sting the air, and it happily complied. Wasps will sting anything.
What’s the word for a marquess’s land, specifically? Marquedom? I don’t know. A duke has a duchy. So maybe you get a marky?
From now on, I’m your wrathful god, and every whim is a command blasted down from the horns of the divines straight into your goddamned earballs.”
When you pick up that sword, you are a pitiless killing machine, and when you set it down, you are a normal human with feelings, hopes, dreams, and all that stupid shit.
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The giant could speak fluent Ilethan, as was expected of a high-ranking member of the elite, and he was picking up Juntai at a visible rate, although it was only basic stuff, like ‘Where’s the shitter?’ and ‘profit margin.’
Nadia was a crazy bitch, and lusting after her was like handing a known burglar the keys to your house.
