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... p. The scent of iron clung to the blade, mixing with the thick stench of sweat, dirt, and the bitter tang of victory.
With a torn piece of the golden bull's fur, he wiped the weapon clean, his movements deliberate and unhurried.
Around him, the others were still catching their breath.
"That doesn't count," Ralt muttered behind him, bitterness buried beneath their breath. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
"He didn't even fight."
Dune glanced over his shoulder, his eyes calm ...
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