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WORLDS COLLIDE 8.7

Dannke tapped impatiently on the armrest of the throne. His ruse had been risky. Even if it hadn't worked, at least he knew the faces of his enemies. There was an abysmal difference between Fleas and the hyaenids before them. What would the one called Zeppel be like? In any case, nothing could compare to the taurid. The mere thought of his presence made the hairs on the back of his neck bristle. The fact that he had a broken horn made him realize that he was not invincible - even if he had not been able to face him even in his youth - and the fact that he wore it as a necklace conveyed that he was spiteful and did not forget. Therefore, Dannke assumed that he would not accept surrender, no matter how profitable it might be.