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Chapter 128

Doreon

Doreon sat on the ground, his back resting on the log in front of the fire, as he took the bag with wine and brought it to his lips.

"Damn witches!" exclaimed Barclay, sitting next to him and pulling the wine out of his hands, before bringing it to his lips.

Doreon snorted annoyingly and watched as he threw himself on the ground noisily.

"And you'll have to put up with them all the way to Mihdel," Doreon pointed out.

Barclay went through the water and began to cough, Doreon took the wine back to his lips taking a large sip.

"Stop complaining and provoking them, you will only increase their hatred and desire for revenge," Doreon said quietly, as she passed him the wine.

"Doreon is right," the commander declared  behind him, before sitting down next to Doreon. "They're already uncontrollable, if you get bothered by them, I won't be able to keep them out of your throat." Doreon took the wine and pass

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