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... beard, chuckled lightly as he stood beside Frey.
"Look at yourselves... all of you... throwing your knives at this boy,
desperately trying to stab him."
He lifted Frey's head for all to see.
Frey, however, remained utterly vacant,
as if he wasn't even there.
His black eyes... looked completely dead.
Everyone watched in heavy silence as they witnessed his face ...
a face radiating overwhelming despair and infinite emptiness.
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