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... k bashed open the stout, metal-clad door, sending it crashing into the wall. A slight figure lurched out of the gathering gloom, her grunts of effort barely heard over the roar of the storm. Stepping into the dim light of the smithy, Evie held tight to a length of crimson cloth she'd bundled over her shoulder. "Harn, get your ass out here and help me!"
"Mfah," said the battered stack of metal plates connected to the red clotha cloak. "Mmrah!"
Evie kicked backward with easy grace, ...
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