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... the trees, he'd slid to a halt.
Behryn stood at the intersection of paths, bellowing orders to the dozens of guards who had leaped out of their beds to report. He was sending them out in pairs, spears at the ready, in a web pattern. His face thunderous.
"What is it?" Reth called quietly, hurrying to join him.
"We don't know," Behryn muttered.
Reth froze. "What do you mean, you don't know? Who called the horn?"
"We. Don't. Know," Behryn snapped. "I was alr ...
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