CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
"What's a girl doing here?" The gruff Mage spoke up after a brief passage of silence. He wore a clean enough tunic, big boned and older looking than the rest of them. The three identical looks of ice he got from Ceraun, Adrik and Haneul was enough to have his friend, a scrawny Mage who was curled up on himself beside him whisper furiously to him. "Give it a rest, Lios." "Shut yer mouth, Oweyn." He spat at the other who sighed long sufferingly like he was used to it. "Have a problem with that?" Ceraun raised a brow at the one referred to as Lios. "I don't recall talking to you, 'nless you're a girl too? Not surprising with that long hair of yours." He taunted, sharp teeth glinting. Auris quickly placed a hand on Ceraun's shoulders for she could feel him tense up like he wanted to s
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