“Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter. Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. ‘They weren’t no soldiers.
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