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... was cleaner than his dining table, was a highly overrated experience. It felt less like magical travel and more like the universe grabbing you by the ankles and shaking you until your soul rattled loose from your ribs.
"Welcome to Argentum," a dry voice said. "Please try not to stain the pavement. It is self-cleaning, but it holds a grudge."
Vane wiped his mouth with the back of a tattered, blood-crusted glove. He looked up.
He was not in the mud anymore.
Argentum ...
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