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... had the blood of a hero coursing through her veins.
That belief burned brightly in his aged eyes as he stood before the gathered men of Kanal Village.
Through the dim light, oil flames trembled on rough wood. Moving dark shapes danced, uneasy, almost alive. Thick odors hung - smoke first, then body heat, then that old sharpness of panic left behind after what happened at Red Bear.
The old man pressed on, voice steady as he unfolded his idea.
Something deeper stoo ...
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