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80 - Consequences

Autor: Grace Kara
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The other councilors were starting to shift nervously, apparently picking up on the subtext.

"Perhaps," Austin continued, his voice dropping lower but somehow becoming more dangerous, "you could tell me, Theron, what your thoughts are on the rogue populations in the eastern territories. You seem like a strategic mind. Are they growing? Do they pose a real threat? Would it be worth, from a long term perspective, to maintain contact with them? To perhaps gather intelligence?"

The room had gone absolutely silent. Even the crystal lights seemed dimmer.

Theron's jaw clenched, and I watched him make a split-second calculation. His hand was halfway to the knife at his belt before Austin moved.

The speed was something I'd only ever seen from Austin in full combat situations..inhumanly fast, precise. His own knife, where it had come from I couldn't say, was suddenly against Theron's throat.

"I wouldn't," Austin said pleasantly. "You're good, old man, but I'm better. And you're in a roo
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