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... h.
Then he frowned.
"Disgusting."
The air smelled and tasted tainted.
Foul.
A faint, lingering scent of blood clung to the wind, reaching deep into his lungs with every breath he took.
"How ready are we?" He turned to Abigail, with his eyes narrowed and a grimace wrinkling his brows.
"As ready as we possibly can be under these circumstances."
"Perhaps we should stall for now to see how the situation unfolds?" Gilead suddenly said. < ...
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