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’I can walk’

’But do you want to, lass? That’s the question’

After a long moment, she shook her head

Gruntle lifted her easily ’Nap if you’ve h’

He set off, skirting the wall, the woainst his tunic, the rough cloth groetter there

Behind the by the hundreds, the Grey Swords and Capanthall delivering dread slaughter

He wanted to be there with the life after life

One Seerdoh

Not now

He felt hi else, flowing a bitter course along his veins, reaching out to fill his th He had never before felt such a thing, but he was beyond thinking about it There were no words for this

Nor, he would soon discover, were there words to describe what he would becohter of the K’Chain Che’Malle by the Kron T’lan Imass and the undead ay had thrown the Septarch and his forces into disarray, as Brukhalian had predicted The confusion and the iendered had added days to Shield Anvil Itkovian’s preparations for the siege to co had ended, and Itkovian was left with the command of the city’s defences