THE FIRST WEEK OF THIRD METEOROLOGICAL FALL 4

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"What will I do then?" Creux smiled in response to the conversation. He was lying face down on the final layer, seemingly content with what he was hearing within the Crimson Red Spiral Hall. "I want you to devour King Damon in front of so many immortals, that everyone sees how you swallow Damon and I want the whole of Paristine to witness it." Dolos replied that Creux chuckled. "Wouldn't it be better if Damon was beheaded in front of so many immortals? And you yourself will do what Damon did to the former King of Paristine." Creux replied with a smile. "If you want to be King of Paristine you do it yourself. If I am the one to kill the King I might be the one to be recognized as King." The Dragon added with a smile that made Dolos think thoroughly. He knew what Creux had said could

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