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Yeah. That's not how I wanted the day to end.
I leapt off the watchtower and hit the ground wrong, rolled twice, nearly took out a goblin child, and then sprinted across the square while my brain screamed twelve different kinds of panic.
Splitjaw overtook me halfway there, face stone-flat as usual.
Figures. My whole species is panic with teeth and he's over here jogging like it's a morning exercise.
The forge was glowing. No—pulsing. Orange light surged ...
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