[ If he needed any other proof that this was not really Hogun, that was it. And it made him so very angry. Not that he was being threatened--that he could deal with--but that his new found friend was. He took a step toward the hunger, hands curling into tight fists. He was without his hammer, without his power. But he would still fight. ]
I grow tired of your words! Let us pass, or it is you who will be hurt!
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I grow tired of your words! Let us pass, or it is you who will be hurt!