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... already outside, waiting. He stood near the entrance, hands tucked lazily into his coat pockets, gazing up at the Varenthian skyline with an unreadable expression.
Beside him, one of Draven's men—a burly, rough-faced guy named Orin—stood stiffly, arms crossed. His gaze flickered toward Lucavion every so often, just shy of being outright hostile.
Caius couldn't blame him.
Half the bar was still rolling around in pain thanks to this bastard, and now Orin had to personally ...
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