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Quatach-Ichl leafed through the folder, slowly at first but picking up speed as he saw more and more. His eyebrows also got higher and higher as he got closer to the end. “This… how did you even get this?” he asked them. He sounded honestly impressed. “We raided every Black Room facility on the continent and stole their notes and research data,” Zorian said. “Hmm,” Quatach-Ichl hummed lightly. “I guess this really is very important to you…” They spent the next fifteen minutes discussing the details of the proposed agreement. Though Quatach-Ichl never really agreed to anything and did his best to look uninterested, Zorian could tell they were gradually winning him over. “So, there is one thing I’m really concerned about here,” the ancient lich finally said. “If I agree to this and

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