Rau stood silently, his fists dripping blood onto the cold ground. The Exarch simply waited, knowing that the question would come, but it had to come from the depth of the spirit, in the words that only the young man himself could shape. When it came, the voice was like a needle wrapped in cotton; soft, but with a sharpness buried inside it. “Is
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Admittedly, the Exarch was a little younger and less esoteric, but he was no less wise.
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