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... . Only the sound of thick lacquered hulls scraping against the shale banks, and the deep, slow beat of a single war drum; measured, like a heartbeat.
Nokomis stood on the ridge above the inlet, flanked by three of her archers and a Norse shield-bearer at her side.
She said nothing at first.
She didn’t need to.
The prow of the leading ship bore a shape she was all too familiar with.
It was the gilded Draconic figure of Fafnir, its maw opened wide, and in it ...
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