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Chapter 8B2 : The Age of Man
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... shly repaired and polished after their latest battle, in lieu of any formal wear like a toga. That, too, was a deficiency he would need to remedy—though he hadn’t honestly expected to engage in any diplomatic talks so soon.
He marched through the town, accompanied by some of his most senior officers and an escort of guards. The first messenger had left him slightly confused. A request to meet with some inhuman diplomat was unexpected, to say the least. A Novaran one would make sense, but ...
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