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“Today’s your lucky day, Scav. Any other time and I would’ve ended your sorry life without a second thought,” said a low voice, a growl from the semidarkness that wasn’t attached to anything visible. Wherever Magnus was, he must’ve been close to the leader, because the man cowered at the sound of his voice. “Please!” he entreated in a ragged whisper. “We were just looking for food!” His hands flew to his head again. He began, shrilly, to scream. It was over as quickly as it had started. The man fell forward onto his hands, gasping for breath. “I don’t like liars. You should know that up front. I also don’t like repeating myself, so I’m only going to say this once: Leave, and never come near here again. Next time, I won’t be so forgiving.” Then it seemed all the men were released fro
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