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... shoulder and a basket of fresh ingredients in his hand—Ivaim didn’t head straight back to the bakery.
The thought of warm ovens and rising bread could wait.
Instead, his steps veered toward the heart of the bustling marketplace, where a growing crowd could be seen to be forming itself.
Curious, Ivaim followed the murmur of voices and the rhythmic clang of steel meeting steel, his pace quickening.
He soon found himself at the edge of a lively gathering near the to ...
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