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She sacrificed her life to make things right, Mitchell grumbled. She[Silena Beuregard] was a hero

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Rick Riordan
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: June 5
Author
Novelist
Teacher
Writer
Military City
USA
Richard Russell Riordan
Jr.
Richard Russell Riordan Jr
Hero
Right
Make
Things
Life
Grumbled
Mitchell
Sacrificed

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