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[He struggles within himself,] Dross whispered. [A man at war. An internal battlefield. This pleases me.]
Will Wight • Dreadgod (Cradle Book 11)
Above Yerin’s head, a pile of treasure appeared: scales of every color heaped over natural treasures, all shining with madra and aura in a chaotic rainbow.
