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"Their treachery was the fire that tempered my soul; now I am the sword that will bring their downfall." ~Araneae Ruber.
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Aurelion Kingdom
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THE ANGER that swelled in Henrik was a lot worse. But truthfully speaking it wasn't anger, but rather fear.
It made no sense to him why Volumina would call him. It had being so long that he saw Archibald, and he wasn't exactly excited to see him once again, or at the very least not under these situations.
He gritted his teeth as he stared at the nonchalant Volumina.
"Sa'kai va'dor, o'kai nai thae rith'dor kai'thor tora'kai nai orah dorai sa'kai. {But regardless, you didn't have to result in reporting to him.}"
