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... s he rode on his warhorse, his hand, which was holding the Intimidation banner, was wet enough to stain it.
It was sweat.
He was sweating because the Desert Bandits he had sent out to scout the place were returning one after another.
One of them was missing.
A missing Desert Bandit was not a good sign.
That meant the missing member was possibly dead.
It was bad news.
The intelligence gathered by the Desert Bandits sounded even ...
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