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... good to be out of that cold,” Tyron huffed as he shrugged his shoulders and wiggled his toes. His extremities tingled as the blood flow returned.
“I’ve got no idea what you’re complaining about,” Dove replied. “I feel… nothing. I’m numb and dead on the inside.”
“And the outside,” the Necromancer grunted. “I didn’t remember the other side of that rift being that freezing the last time I went through. Did Yor do something to keep me warm?”
He waited for a few seconds, but ...
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