[Nearly a month of this act, this game. Nearly a month and not a single quip or barb from the Hatter moved Barma whatsoever, no matter where the conversation had went. It was no show of anger, invisible and hidden to the senses as he was, that boiled hot through his veins, a pure distilled urge to strike the dog from the face of this world right here and now.
As much as Barma fully expected Reim to turn in his resignation when he regained consciousness (providing, of course, Barma survived his own gambit), this was not something this man could have.]
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As much as Barma fully expected Reim to turn in his resignation when he regained consciousness (providing, of course, Barma survived his own gambit), this was not something this man could have.]