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... nse to himself for a while. He seemed to be more terrified by the fact his wine bottle was missing than by the fact he was trapped in a prison that stank of rot and blood and was nestled deep within enemy territory.
Why?
Since I couldn’t understand the bizarre behavior, I looked away because I did not have enough time to concern myself with someone like him.
I turned to the side where a tiny screen hovered, displaying the time for me:
[01:38 a.m.]
’Less th ...
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