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... nearly did not, Amarat said, taking a seat at their table. The custodian leaned back, rested a bony elbow on the table, and narrated his tale, his eyes wandering to a distant memory. A century and a half ago, I joined a Kinjal expeditionary force. Times were desperate, and the promise of freedom too tempting. I knew the risks. Least, I thought I did. Call it the brashness of youth.
A century and a half? Vir thought in surprise. He'd known that demons lived longer than humans, but Amarat ...
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