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Chapter 22: The Crying Monster
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... e stone walls, tankards slammed onto tables, and hunters exchanged stories louder than necessary. The scent of ale, sweat, and iron lingered in the air like smoke after a fire.
But tucked into a quiet corner beneath a flickering lantern, Beno Mark, Charles, and Luna sat in silence. Their drinks sat untouched.
Since the child mutation incident... none of them had been the same.
Beno leaned forward, staring at the scarred table. His voice was quiet, rough. "Should we tell t ...
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