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... them—finally.
The stench of smoke and sweat filled the air, mingling with the low growls of men and the occasional, heart-wrenching cry of a child.
The tribe’s camp sprawled ahead, its crude tents scattered like a disease over the hollowed earth. She could see them all, the captors and the enslaved, clear as day.
A sharp crack split the air, followed by a scream.
"Move your ass!" bellowed one of the Peliotus men, his whip snapping over the back of a gaunt Valtiriu ...
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