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... d abruptly, her chair clattering to the ground. Her hand flew to the hilt of her curved blade—a reflexive motion—before recognition flickered in her exhausted eyes. "Speak," she commanded, voice razor-sharp. Chase didn’t miss how her gaze darted to the tent flap behind him, calculating escape routes.
"They’re *inside* the guard," Chase hissed, low enough that only she could hear. The medicinal reek of crushed dreamroot leaves stung his nose as he leaned closer. "One in seven. Their eyes— ...
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