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who knows no conscience

cannot be ashamed

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I'll teach you to be a lady

Lady Bone Demon × Lady Iron Dragon

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the blood is calling him

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VI

our god bless you

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These people shouldn't suffer. Can you forgive them for their insolence?

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"- I took it from the wife of the local ruler shortly before the resistance fell. Thought you'd like it.

"- No, I did it before I scalped her."

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Garmadon initially didn't intend to limit himself to the city alone - it was an axiom and very simple. The expansion continued further, and each time he brought various trophies and memorabilia from the conquered territories. The sample was small, excessive pickiness and satiety with many luxury items stood up like a lump across the throat.

But with a woman he could love and cherish, Garmadon made a new discovery for himself - the luxury of giving gifts.

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You're around every corner,

in the wings of butterflies, in the crowns of trees

(c) Flëur - Legion

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Long hair in her position was a luxury inaccessible and meaningless. A useless vestige of tactical advantage. But after the resignation of the warrior and the assumption of the role of spouse and mother, all this ceased to make any sense. Now her hair, coupled with her clothes, is a symbol of a privileged, exceptional position as the wife of a bloody usurper.

But it is also the altar of his subtle nature.