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... have been more at ease. He was a hunter, a man who had lived his life on the move out in the wilds.
He was unscrupulous about his quarry, yes, but still a man of nature all the same. Keeping himself cooped up in a hole in the ground for months wasn't natural. It was good to stretch his legs, breathe the late-summer air, and hear the rustle of leaves and the chirp of crickets.
Torrin knew he should have felt at ease with two other Silver-rank rangers pushing ahead of the pack alon ...
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