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... of the night and the quality of the ensuing surprises had only since worsened.
“If we go to Captain Wen right now,” Angharad said, “we could have them all in graves by morning.”
Song hissed, trying to push away Maryam as the other woman dabbed at her bruises with a wet cloth. Half of their captain’s face was swollen red and a stripe of cheek skin had been scraped right off. No tooth had cracked, thankfully, but Angharad suspected she would have a hard time speaking for a while. T ...
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