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... club back, ready to throw it.
"Are you forgetting something?" I asked.
I placed my hands on the throne’s surface. Despite my six-foot height, its colossal dimensions made me feel as small as a three-year-old.
"What?" Grak asked, her patience waning.
I crossed my legs and tilted my head slightly. Raising my right hand, I gestured towards my temple. "Can you not discern the color of my eyes?"
"They are blue, so what?"
"Let me guess." A slow, razor-sh ...
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