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... athed was Borso. He had listened to Zach when he said run, and boy did Borso run. He put his legs on his back and hauled ass. He ran quicker than he had ever done before despite running on sand.

Borso instincts were screaming at him that if he didn’t run with all he had, he would be a goner.

It was just that his instincts were a little oversensitive.

Borso wasn’t even strong enough to pop up on the Child’s radar. If he had stayed, and the Child won, he would have died eve ...

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