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She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. “You certainly are. The looming face was 71 over her own once again, and arms as strong as iron bars held her down. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape.
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