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... tash this potential weapon.
He looked down in disbelief.
The texture, the weight...
This was food?
Even the hardest black bread he'd ever encountered didn't compare. A saw would struggle to cut through it.
"Apologies—cultural difference. I've never seen food like this," Geralt said sincerely, placing the scone into his mouth and gnawing with effort, crunching loudly as he tore off a piece with his molars. "Tastes great! Really."
Hagrid looked flust ...
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