Chapter Sixty Seven

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Ffion I should never have pulled a blade on my uncle. Not in the mood he was in and maybe not ever. Not only had I been raised to respect my elders, but I should have known better. Anton was famously unpredictable. if he had known who I was he wouldn’t have thought twice about putting me on my ass. And even when he didn’t recognise me it had been close. If the others hadn’t of gotten bodily between us, then I had no doubt he would have. Or he would have tried at least. I hadn’t been lying when I said Anton had taught me well. Even without my powers I was confident in my ability to take him. It would have been hard, but his size and brute strength could only take him so far. He had grown slow in his old age. Dangerous, undoubtedly but no match to me. Still, I shouldn’t have done it. If

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