Red blisters

Mr. Einstein cleared his throat as he nervously faced Biden. "I apologize my lord. If I may ask, what transpired between you and the boy?" Mr. Einstein was intrigued by the emotional negative impact Lance had given Biden.

Biden sneered at Mr. Einstein, his face contorted with anger. "That little brat dared to lay his hands on me!" he spat venomously. "He had the audacity to fight me and try to steal what was rightfully mine!". He paused and then raised the sleeve of his robe. "Look at that! That brat hit a spell on me!". He pointed to the large red blistered wounds on his hand and then gritted his teeth in fury.

"I see," Mr. Einstein said cautiously. "And what do you plan to do with him?"

Biden's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a snarl. "He will pay for his insolence," he growled. "I will make sure he suffers for what he has done."

Mr. Einstein couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as he watched Biden speak.

Biden turned back to Mr. Einstein, his expression darkening. "But for
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