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I would trade someone for Valygar, simply coz I like him and his dreadlocks!
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"No!" shreiked Tyrion. Though the sword felt heavy as a fallen tree he lifted it. He saw the deamon look up, astonished. He brought down the blade with the awesome majestic power of a falling thunderbolt. The burning blade caught the deamon right in the centre of its forehead. The deamon's head fell apart under the force of the impact. The deamon N'kari sank to its knees, dead.
-Tyrion at the battle of the Blighted Isle.
Right now he is mourning for USA.
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