Noctisardor Bypass the voodoo engine

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mahler rolled his shoulders. "i do not know. she vas not here. she left her son in charge. no vone vas hurt." save, perhaps, for the first man that had folded like autumn leaves beneath the clamp of the shadowpriest's jaws. he eyed them both.
there was little else to say, unless the youths wished to try their mettle against him for the sake of arbiter. but she was canny and strong. she would not need the aid.
he committed their faces to memory instead, wondering in quite a brazen way who had been their father. improper. and yet he tested his own mind as he awaited the reaction of the pair.