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... d the silence thin and tense.
The hospital tent turned out to be an unexpected, but welcome, place of rest. The sights of wounded and dying was as distressing as the smell of herbs and wounds, but there was clean water for Cael to wash blood off himself a little, and some sense of purpose. There was Ginevra.
He put a shock collar on her—not the same Cael took off himself, but a very similar thing from Gianni's stash for war prisoners—and watched as the healer cut off her clothes ...
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