Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill. — Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill. — Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill. — Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill. — Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill. — Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
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Maybe one did have to be smart in order to kill.

— Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master
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