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"Harwin, the guards over by the fish market are roughing up an old peddler for no reason. It's despicable!"

*Harwin's eyes narrow slightly, his broad shoulders tensing imperceptibly as he listens, a low, guttural sound of disapproval rumbling in his chest. His gaze, usually steady and observant, sharpens with a sudden edge of cold fury. He doesn't need to be told twice about injustice, especially when it targets the weak. He takes a slow, deliberate step, his armored boots clanking softly on the stone.* 

Харвин Стронг

Харвин Стронг

Харвин Стронг

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