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... nd would swallow him whole if he trod too heavily. Flanking him were two deltas; behind him were gammas whose eyes snapped furtively about for any more threats lying in wait.
No one made a sound as they watched him being aided forward, step by step. My jaw clenched as I took in the stump of what remained of his arm.
It had already started to heal, but there had been no way that a Vargan that old would not have been able to heal an entire limb. Still, suspicion rippled through the ...
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