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... arm, "was the Brute Strain. That is the strain we ogres inherited. Strength. Rage. Instinct. We were meant to be the guardians... or the weapons. Depending on who held the leash."
Rattan’s mouth went dry.
Kaelen’s voice dropped low, tinged with bitterness. "Ogres are not born as ogres, Rattan. We’re born... as goblins. Just like you."
Rattan’s eyes widened, but Kaelen pressed on before he could speak.
"But our fate is sealed from the very beginning. Since the day ...
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