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... , then inhaled through my nose to steady myself. We had almost gotten ourselves killed because of that damned compass. They had it. And now, we were dragged into their temple-like lair—surrounded.
They were armed to the teeth. Men in sand-colored kurtas carried massive firearms, and some had shamshir—those curved Persian blades—resting casually in jewel-studded scabbards at their sides. They looked ceremonial, but the danger in the room was anything but.
We could escape, sure. Bu ...
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