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... country road while the afternoon sun tried very hard to pretend the last twelve hours of goblin-stabbing hadn’t happened.
Hiroshi’s shoulder sat in a sling Marcus had insisted on. His back wound throbbed under bandages beneath torn armor. Castle grew larger on the horizon with every step, getting closer but never quite close enough, each mile feeling like three.
They walked in silence at first. Everyone too tired for words. The kind of exhausted silence that came after adrenaline ...
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