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{Wolf casts something else—and his rushing wind is suddenly alive with sparks. That cling to the struggling soldiers, then flare up into deadly flames. The men shriek and claw the air vainly as they stagger and burn and die. 2)
“What was THAT, Wolf?”
“Trade secret, Elvar. I might need to use it on a king someday.”
“I BEG your pardon? How DARE—”
“Someday SOON.”#epicfantasy— Ed Greenwood (@TheEdVerse) October 11, 2019
