[ Something prickles beneath the surface of his skin at those words, a quiet itch at the back of his mind, and he glances over, eyebrows knitting together. Still, he treats it with a grain of salt, as he does most things. ]
What’s that, some kinda wizard thing? “Someone, somewhere, is getting the stuffing kicked outta them”?
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What’s that, some kinda wizard thing? “Someone, somewhere, is getting the stuffing kicked outta them”?