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... nd Scorched Grace, he was moving quicker than anything he'd ever seen—quicker than he even thought was possible.
The only thing slowing him down was Crimson.
Every now and then, he had to stop, let him catch up.
He was fast too, but not his kind of fast.
Crimson made up for it by knowing the way, though, so he kept pace just enough to follow.
Not that there was much to slow him down anyway.
Sandworms? Please. He didn't even need to think about avoi ...
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