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... His eyes darted around frantically, searching for the armored figure, but there was nothing.
Just the blood of the overseer painting the black ice in shades of red and the other slaves staring with wide eyes and trembling limbs.
His legs gave out.
Tarvek collapsed onto his belly, his entire body shaking so violently he could hear his bones rattling.
The pickaxe slipped from his nerveless fingers, clattering against the ice with a sound that seemed impossibly loud ...
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