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... ore down the dirt road, the four Spirit Stags foaming at the mouth as they galloped at magical speeds.
Their hooves struck the ground with the force of hammers, kicking up clouds of dust that choked the night air.
But the cloud rising behind them was bigger.
Illuminated by the harsh orange glow of torches, a stampede of forty elite riders was closing the distance. And at the front of that avalanche of steel and malice was a monster.
Baelor, the Slaver King, wasn’t ...
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