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Jin Objects
Jin emerged from unconsciousness into pain-filled wakefulness. He blinked up at the stone ceiling sliding by above his head. The Great Warren, at last. He’d been convinced he’d die before he reached it. At times he had wished he’d die before he reached it, so agonizing had been the nightmarish journey through the forests, slipping in and out of consciousness with every bump of the travois on root and rock.
At least the floor of the Great Warren was smooth. He managed to lift his head to see the corridor sliding away behind them. Shik-Pur, a Great Warren Watchcaptain who had been part of the catastrophic raid on Denthold’s and Axel’s camp, looked down at him. “You are awake,” Shik said, stating the obvious.
Jin nodded.
“We approach the Great Hall,” Shik said. “The Daydwe
