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"Hunter stared up in cold terror, blood still dripping down his chin, at the chunk of flesh Belos was holding up. His tongue. His uncle had cut out his tongue.
Belos turned it side to side, examining it. Then his sharp gaze landed on Hunter. 'Don't look at me that way, boy. This tongue was a privilege. A privilege you abused. Thus a privilege that has been revoked.'"Or, being the Golden Guard is much more difficult when you can't speak.