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The sound of chips clicking across tables, Sabacc cards being handed by the dealer and multiple voices resounded in the club and fused into one with the jizz music. There was a heavy air of smoke, booze and perfume. The latter of which Silvus didn’t notice much, since he was constantly...

The crowd roared. So many voices united into one animalistic craving to see another person broken and damaged. By now Silvus was just thankful that it wasn’t him. But that would not be entirely accurate to say so. His chest was bloodied after he as the lucky winner slipped the dagger through...