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Chapter 31: Bloody Banquet (5): Marcus POV
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... ree at the crest of the hill creaked under the pressure, its half-broken branches clawing at the sky like brittle fingers.
Caldus slumped heavily against the trunk, his chest heaving.
Every breath burned.
His robes were torn, stained dark with blood and ash.
His right arm trembled violently, and his legs barely supported his own weight.
He coughed wetly, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his ruined cloak.
Blood.
'Where did it all go wrong ...
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