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But I was soon going to find out if Warden Pike knew how to bake.
“I’m ready to die,” Hastings gritted out, flicking his fringe again with a toss of his head. “Chaos calls my name.”
“Stay back!” Hastings cried. “I am the dark in the dead of the night!”
“And yet, I hear the Belorian is now dead,”
Where there had been six carefully packaged fire bombs now sat six bright yellow lemons.