Chapter 25

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CHAPTER 25 Penrys clucked her tongue to get Tak Tuzap’s attention. He pulled his horse to a stop and turned his head back to look at her, and Zandaril stopped behind them both. “Three men around the corner, not moving. One of them’s Wan Nozu,” she told them. “That’s the mill,” Tak said. She surveyed the village again, most of the people behind them now. The Rasesni minds seemed unaware of their presence. Beyond the mill in front of them, there were few villagers. “The sooner we’re off the road, the better,” Zandaril commented from the rear. The tension pulled his deep voice higher. Tak took the remark as an order and led their little troop forward. Their horses’ hooves were muffled by the dirt, but the harness clinked and the leather creaked. When they rounded the corner, a gust of w

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