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He wasn’t bound with ropes or chains like the other slaves in the mine, but he knew that trying to run was useless. The mine was heavily guarded. His present condition made running a stupid option to even think of.
’I can’t even feel my legs.’
They halted in front of a large rusted steel gate. It parted into two with a loud, annoying groan. Ren staggered through with his escorts.
The Cell wasn’t as bad as one would think. In fact, calling it "bad" was an understa ...
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