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... hell.
Dead weight, really. No resistance when I grabbed him by the collar and slung him over my back like a sack of spoiled meat.
Then—boom—we were gone.
The town was small enough for this kind of thing.
Built inside a valley with a central market strip and scattered housing, it took no time at all to cross from civilization into the jagged wilds surrounding it.
Trees lined the outer border like silent sentinels, watching and judging in their stillness. ...
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