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EDWINA “Is that all you can do?” Marquis tried to provoke him. “For your information, I am the Sandman, I am the protector of every sand. I have lived here for thousands of years without interruption. I know you have heard about the Sand Land. You must have heard the rumors of my land and its terrible wonders. Soon, you will experience it..” he said. “Well I don't believe this, I don't think you all that just because you performed a little magic. Anyone could claim to be a powerful spirit. The wind might have stopped because it wanted to and not because you asked it to.” Marquis provoked. Marquis didn't understand the game he was playing but he didn't care because he was already dying and he had nothing else to lose. “What do you mean?” you just said we stopped a tornado and you still

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