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... an. It wasn’t alone, as a host of them tried to gobble down the whole thing, oozing with pus and rot and anything wicked that he could think of.
“Ahh,” Marcus belched out in the back, one hand pressed hard into his stomach, emptying his sins and wrongs into a bucket Celme had fetched from the carriages down the road.
“Can you do something about it already?” Valens scowled over his shoulder to Celme, who was busy patting the man on his back. “Whatever that it is, it’s clearly not ...
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