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Take us lower, I told Sion.
Take us lower,She tilted to the right and began descending. She didn’t get low enough for the goblins to pose much of a threat, but it was low enough that I was able to see more details of the camp. The smoke plume was coming from a fire in the center, where the carcass of a large animal was cooking. It was on a spit, and a group of goblins was turning it over the flames.
The tents were scattered chaotically across the valley, with no semblance of organization to the camp at all. Many of the tents looked like they were about to collapse or fall over. I looked back at Maren and saw that Demris had slowed his pace. She was sitting completely still in the saddle, and I assumed she was in the middle of casting a spell.
A horn blared from the camp below.
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