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... re, they were drained and killed for nothing, and the teachers were not even allowed to live here" Eradiosiv said to Isiah with a troubled look in his eyes .

Isiah looked at him with a smile on his face then he talked to him calmly:" You cracked the code, but that doesn't mean that I will be easy on you or your people, all of you are part of the system, even though you've been left out here that doesn't mean that you didn't do something bad already, you lived comfortably all these past y ...

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