Two Hundred and Thirteen. Seize the Opportunity

Only pain is eternal.

thought Conrad Coates, hopping with his fingers on the cold iron table.

Those irregular edges that Vulkan had previously pinched made his behavior a monotonous game of striking notes. The Night Lord smiled absently, letting the monotonous sounds bother Corus Corax who sat beside him.

The latter's face was hidden in the shadows, but his eyes were completely unfriendly. For a long time, he leaned forward

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