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... d composed, paced frantically more than ten times back and forth across the great hall like an enraged lion. He even smashed three expensive, exquisitely crafted crystal cups to the floor in a fit of anger, wasting craftsmanship worth six thousand gold shields— a sight that pained everyone who saw it, though no one dared step forward to offer consolation.
"Boninski, look at the fine mess you’ve made! Up to this point, you still can’t clarify who exactly the ringleader is among these mobs ...
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