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Brannock surveyed the castle’s layout and took in the scenes around him, he couldn’t help but marvel at the order and cleanliness of it all. The sound of a scream split the air, rising above the chatter of the courtyard like the howl of a wild beast. Brannock and his men turned toward it instinctively. Brannock's lips curled into a knowing smirk. There was only one reason for such a ruckus in the castle—a fight in the pit. And if there was one place to find Fergus, the Pit Lord, it would be there, overseeing the action. Without a word, Brannock signaled his men, and they began weaving through the crowd, following the rising sounds of cheering, gasping, and the crack of bone against flesh. The noise grew louder as they neared, leading them to a massive open-air structure that served as th
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