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All the male recieved at first was a raised brow. Hephaestus had never been impressed with those not of Amaranthine and this only further pushed his feelings in that directions. While his Conduit might have not understood the common tongue well, Hephaestus did indeed. The words seemed like a lazy excuse for being blind, dumb or having a broken nose.

Συνεχίστε να μετακινείτε. He spoke with an even tone in his choice language. Would this stranger know what his words meant? He wanted to doubt it mentioning the male had picked to speak with such an ugly language to start off with.

Granted Hephaestus would not deny that he had never liked the language of commoners.