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... you think they decide?" Dollaire whispered in Sterling’s ear, both looking at the furious debate raging on top of the raised leaf. The Wrixian Elders seemed livid.
"I don’t know," Sterling replied, equally concerned. Injuries and death were to be expected in a everything goes competition. He, however, hadn’t expected his team to not only kill but also dispose of the bodies in ways that even he believed to be cruel.
"Why couldn’t they kill Althea? Or those cold bitches from the no ...
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