Mazes and Races 4.1
“What? With the drop in people, we can go stand more in front.” Noel turned to look at Sorrel with a puzzled frown. “The people are still there, we just can’t see them. It seems someone wants to play a game,” Sorrel responded as he focused on a spot in front that felt particularly dense in magic. “Well, hello there lovely. You won the last game with an unfair advantage got to even the odds this time.” Marvin appeared from the spot with an elegant bow. Sorrel rolled his eyes as he replied, “It would be stupid not to make use of a racial advantage. Now what game are you playing.” Sorrel didn’t care if Marvin wanted to go a few rounds. In fact, he might enjoy it after all Demonskin were remarkably resilient and so could take a beating almost as well as a troll. “Ah?” Noel muttered as Marv
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