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Nivram
He turned to face Isokla. While the contempt and pity was gone from his eyes, the anger was still there. The words of Isokla bounced off of him as though they were sand sliding off a steep slope. They had nearly no effect. They just reinforced his avalanche of emotions.
"I shall not calm down, and I'm not done!" - he shouted, pushing Isokla's hand off his shoulder much more gently, than his mental state would have suggested.
"It was not only Isokla you have offended. You disgraced the memory of the three who have just given their lives in there! And you Zakaria...you disgrace their memory by thinking about women!"
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