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... he stopped and frowned.
He turned back to see a young man.
Well, calling him a young man was an overstatement. He must have been a freshman, barely 13 or 14 years old, and he was trembling from head to toe as he hurriedly came to a stop behind Zarek.
"What is it, kid?" Zarek asked.
The freshman hurriedly shook his head from side to side, clinging onto a rusted hammer with both hands tightly.
Zarek raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding at first. But w ...
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