The doors hissed. "You can't do this" Le'thra stated. The arrogance undeniable.
"It's already done", replied Councillor Alamanarr. "It descends"
Le'thra roared, throwing herself at Alamanarr.
His flesh curled a wry smile. He had prepared.
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