Basalt's

The derro appeared to be considering Basalt's answer, rocking back on his heels, searching the hill dwarf's face for deception.

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Flint clasped Basalt's shoulder and spun his nephew around.

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Basalt's ample cheeks burned scarlet, and suddenly his right fist flew out toward Flint's jaw.

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Basalt's green eyes fixed Flint with a cold stare.

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Basalt's account of the fight with his father only bolstered his hunch.

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Basalt's expression turned unexpectedly to puzzlement.

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Flint saw the expectant expression on Basalt's face.

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Seeing Moldoon lying in a heap, his unfocused eyes star - ing into the sky, his mouth moving without making any sound, turned Basalt's blood to ice.

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Laughing, he tried to gather his nephew up in a hug, though Basalt's bonds made that difficult.

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Basalt's right hand curled around the ring of teleporta - tion.

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