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... hispered. Only the slow drip of blood from broken stone and the low rasp of wounded men trying not to die. In the darkness, their eyes shone as Asmodeus silently observed.
"This way," Qwass said.
He limped ahead, one hand on his sword, the other pressed against the gash under his ribs that refused to clot. Even with Asmodeus’s blood knitting him back from the brink, the duke moved like a man who hadn’t slept in three days.
Everyone is exhausted...
The pair passed ...
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