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Rafe pulled his mare to a stop near one of the largest wagons. Tristan’s admiration quickly turned to anger. The sun had startedpeeking over the eastern horizon, bringing with it the advent of a new day. A broad, rusty turnkey protrudedfrom the device.

As soon as the Jin’Sai could regroup his tired army, he would attack the Recluse for the final time. Ah, the autumn leaves at Val ombrosa. “I expected as much,” he said. They hadto—the flames overtaking the floor were too intense.