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- Already Tristan was breathing in ragged gasps, his face red and sweatglossed. His pace was beginning to flag. Jason slowed his pace to stay with him. Tristan angrily motioned him forward. “Go on,” he wheezed. Drake had the lead. Tark raced with remarkable speed for such a compact man. Jason could barely keep up with them
- Chapter 22
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