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... > The green-robed figures all turned as one. Torches flared. Hands moved toward weapons.
“Hold!” one barked. “Who goes—”
Feng Wu stepped forward. His eyes locked with mine. Narrowed. Cautious.
Then they widened.
“…Kai?”
The name left his mouth in disbelief, quiet enough I almost missed it. But I didn’t.
I stumbled forward, the harness slipping off my shoulders as I let go of the carriage. The wood thudded against the dirt. My knees nearly buckled f ...
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