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He must have heard me. His free hand parted his robes and he fumbled with his belt. Before I swallowed the panic coating the back of my throat, he laid the belt—and my axes—at my knees. Bending down, his cowl enveloped me. His lips brushed my ear. “You will lead me to Teracco.”
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