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... sted brain had found that comforting.
His time had arrived.
Standing at the base of the scorched tree, he held up his shamshir, pointing it to the sky.
His blade was the only thing that stood between him and salvation or fiery death.
Sweat dripped down his face, stinging his eyes, but he didn’t dare move to wipe it.
Every ounce of his focus was on the Qird above him.
It was sprawled lazily across the branch, completely exposed, vulnerable.
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