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I Am Mane Harbinger: III (An Ancient?)

“Ah, the first one arrives,” Mane smiled as he stepped across the stones of the large street he stood on. Even without looking he could feel the approach of Ancestor Fire. Her fiery aura was like a blazing furnace, and the lesser man would have cowered before it. But the one who stood here was no lesser man. Mane’s smirk was impudent at least and mocking at best. He waved his hand like a man swatting away a tirelessly curious fly and the guards who lay fallen at his feet were pushed gently to the side.

“Who dares to run rampant in Amalgamation?!” Ancestor Fire’ strong screech arrived even before she did. There was a kind of authority that couldn’t be concealed in that voice.

“I do,” Mane smiled and responded. His voice wasn’t as loud, but it was clear and vibrant. His voice was like a judge – an arbitrator – and Ancestor Fire’s authoritative statement was crushed.

“Ashera’s

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