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... eeze. The only sound was the occasional CRACKLE of firewood from the central bonfire. The Great Elder’s sharp, hawk-like eyes were fixed on Jasper, his Bone Staff raised slightly as an invisible pressure began to spread through the cramped space. Kael stood to the side, nervous sweat beading on his brow. He clearly hadn’t expected the negotiations to reach a stalemate so quickly.
"Jasper." I gently placed my hand on his, which rested on his knee, and felt his muscles instantly tense. I t ...
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