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- He called to his side his young son, Daron, and as he pulled the sword from the forge he told his son to close his eyes. The obedient lad did so, and Dakkon plunged the white-hot metal into his own son's chest. I saw from afar, and reveled in the act. The boy's blood, soul, and energy were drawn from his quivering flesh and pulled into the sword. Removing the weapon from the husk of the dead child, Dakkon held it before him and saw that this callous act was only the beginning. The work would require many, many more lives to succeed.
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- THE BOOK OF GEYADRONE DIHADA
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