jump off the ledge i said // o, iron forged raid

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RIFTWEAVER

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Riftweaver snarled, sliding out of the shadows. "Get back!" he spat, attempting to shield Michael as he spoke. The Roux was not in the mood for this. It was definitely not on his list of things to do today, but here he was anyway. What else did he expect from a war? "You'll have to go through me before you take him."


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[W]isker