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... vertical slits of molten gold, instantly moved to lock on to him. For a fleeting second, there was a flicker of surprise in that monstrous gaze, as if the wyrm hadn’t expected a mere insect to charge straight into the maw of oblivion.
But the expression vanished just as quickly, replaced by a huff of scorn. A rumbling snort burst from its nostrils, sending twin jets of superheated steam curling into the air, the embodiment of contempt and unshakable arrogance.
To a creature like ...
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