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... against the rune-lit floor. His face twisted with irritation.
Dren slammed the door to his private laboratory shut.
His breath was uneven—half excitement, half spite.
"Tch... that old man, that bitch Mira, and that new bastard Zane whenever I think of them it makes me angry ..." he muttered while pacing. "Let’s see where they are now."
He crossed the dim workshop, filled with rusted cages, shattered runic plates, and a faint metallic smell of blood that never real ...
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