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Apparently, these things owned the only water hole around.
Every night, they came to collect their tax, which was usually one of the outcasts.
Yael crossed her arms, her jaw tight.
"So," she said, her voice practically dripping poison, "what’s the brilliant plan, Commander?"
"Gonna go out there and flash that pretty face until they die of jealousy?"
I ignored her.
Of course she was being a pain.
My eyes were locked on the canyon.
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