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- A nail bounced off my head, launched by some angry person in the crowd. It was followed by a rock that I batted away with the back of one hand. Their screams turned to accusations and rants, to pleas for food and insults over how I dared to stand there, a Blacksmith, fully armed and armoured like I thought I was so much better than them.
- "Get moving," I said to the driver. He nodded and cracked his reins, pushing the two mares forward again and causing the wagon to trundle under my feet as we bounced along. The crowd followed, hurling insults as well as rocks, but I guarded the back, and none dared approach.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 9: Ch. 21]
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