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- The rustling of the tall grass on the east side of the path. My hand rose to Crocea Mors sheathed on the side of Faith's saddle, but I let go and reached for the knife at my belt instead. Rather than draw it, I slid it around, so that the knife was hidden, one hand behind my back as I turned to the grass.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 7: Ch. 1]
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