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“It’s you. It’s really you. Holy shit.” “Are my scars that well known?” I asked. “Scars?” Blaz mumbled as the door swept open wide. “Holy shit on a sardine sandwich. Yeah, come right in.” “I am slightly concerned about this mortal,” Reaver muttered.
The War of Two Queens (Blood And Ash, #4)
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