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... heir sleep. The two adventuring parties struggled to their feet, groaning with morning aches and rubbing exhaustion from their bleary eyes.
Sorrin yawned, standing and stretching, his hand falling to his sword. "Whose coming?"
"The Guild Leader," Rasce replied grimly.
"Good. I’ve got a few questions to ask him," Sorrin muttered. "He’s got a lot to account for."
"Wait," I called. I jumped to my feet, perhaps standing too quickly, as a rush of dizziness overtook me. ...
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