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... mirk. "I’m 64 years old, so I figure I’ll die at 74, or 75 if we round it up?"
"Do you think this is a joke?" She barked, "I’m a Draconic Gravity Magus! You can’t escape my grasp even if the Gods themselves came down here to help you!"
Clayton did not budge. Well, an extra layer of gravity was pushing him down constantly, inflicted by Rita, but he was otherwise healthy. He even spat out a few fragments of his ribs as he spoke to her.
With that said, he was confident to ad ...
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