The Darklord and the Godmachine-7

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Millie wiped her hand on her skirt. “Now come on, the others are waiting.” Galvanius started to follow Millie and Swarmdog, but Flora took his hand to halt him. He knelt to her level. “Flora, I’m so sorry—” She placed her hand on his chest and smiled at him. Galvanius could hear words in his mind. A Dark lord with a heart is no Dark lord at all. “I guess I’m not cut out for this gig, huh? I suppose I’ll have to retire my name,” Jimmy said. * “Um, Jimbo? Would you do something about the giant sheep-man who just ripped off the ceiling to our dining hall?” Skimble sounded remarkably calm, given what he said. It seemed that Thealxethor had grown impatient waiting for his quarry to reemerge from underground, so he had decided to reach down and tear up the cottage grounds. A few handfuls

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