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... m with use. The goblins moved in rhythmic lines, ferrying crates of mana herbs, armfuls of polished ore, and scrolls copied by trembling hands. The veins of red-and-green light running along the floors pulsed brighter with each passing hour.
Leonhardt walked at a slow pace, observing. No coat. No weapons. Just him and the two newest additions to his retinue.
One walked a step behind, spine stiff, tray held aloft with both hands.
"Master," Griv said for the third time in t ...
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