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... g it over the rough, bloody boards of the battlements, and remaining that way, nearly folded over, for several seconds until Victor figured out she was waiting for him, or maybe anyone, to speak.
“Thanks, Vellia.” He was too large to properly shake any of their hands, too large even to get close without jostling people around, so he spoke to everyone, allowing his voice to carry, not trying to be quiet, “We just fought a hell of a battle, the Ridonne who led these attackers are dead or h ...
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