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... egret overwhelmed him like a tide. Deep down, he knew—he shouldn't have survived. His place was among the fallen, lying in the dirt alongside his brothers, warriors of the Red Ocher Tribe. To have lived while they perished felt like a betrayal. His continued existence was a stain on their legacy.
Arthur stared down at him, exhaling a lazy plume of smoke that curled into the survivor's face. "Tch. Trash," he muttered coldly.
He didn't spare another glance at the broken man. Instea ...
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