After looking around the crowded deck again, Shailiha suddenlyremembered Duvessa. Shailiha gasped as she saw how many wereseriously wounded. She would struggle until her effortsended either in the death of the Jin’Sai, or in her own. They sat there on the stone balustrade beside the lion that looked like a dog and swigged cognac out of the bottle and talked.
Wooden shards and metal pieces went flying into the air. “He said that Xanthus forced him to wear it whilethe Darkling committed his atrocities. He spat some more tobacco bitsoverboard. “Thank you for everything that you have taught me,” he said.
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