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... ing. The people of Torrviol shouted and danced in the streets. Some wept, some fell to their knees and prayed. Mirian watched with mixed emotions. The hope was inspiring, and it brought a smile to her face. Inside, though, she knew how it would end. For her, the joy had that weight of foreknowledge dragging it down.
The first cars to unload did so with some ceremony; Baracuel army officers marched out, followed by disciplined lines of sorcerers and rifle infantry. Beneath those masks of ...
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