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... thin East Aldland, heading northwards. There was a singular Iyrmen who held the rank of Mithrilk, and the rest were all Bronze and Steel, save for the youngest, who had barely become a man.
“Come, Tonogek,” called Tonagek, grasping his son’s forearm to assist him up across the pile of trees which had fallen to block their way.
“We must be close,” Gortol said. He was the strongest of the group, and brought up the rear.
Raknuu, the scout of the group, wiped her brow, the no ...
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