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... bleeding out, with a grim look on his bearded face. It was a fundamental wrongness, a questioning of something that those soldiers, and all those men that stood there, including Oliver, and even including Tavar, seemed to believe, at least to some implicit degree. A King was not a creature that could be struck down so casually.
"A Time of Tigers," Hod murmured to himself, as the only one with the capacity to offer up a degree of understanding. It was exactly as the prophecy had written. ...
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