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Rumik frowned. He didn't particularly like this choice. "I won't rewrite this book. I only have two copies," said the berserker, folding his arms across his chest. "I'll give it away for three units of supplies." By the standards of fighters, that was quite a high price. Not everyone would be able to afford it. But Tzulak wasn't just anyone...