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... ktor replied. "Minus six for tax. Twenty-four."
"Seven kilos!" another announced proudly.
"Seventy. Minus fourteen. Fifty-six."
The rhythm was set. Viktor paid, taking his cut with surgical precision. The villagers took their coins, faces bright with greed for a split second before they turned and faced the final boss at the door.
Kaida stood there, relentless. Every single villager who tried to leave had to pay the toll.
Some tried to argue, looking to Vi ...
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