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MeLaan finished her beer, then dramatically held up her hand. The palm split, forming lips, which then let out a soft belch. “Cheating,” Wayne said. “Just using what Father gave me,” MeLaan said. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t belch out of other body parts if you could.”
Shadows of Self (Mistborn, #5)
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