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Bicksby dumped everyone out of the sack after many complaints from Bonedread, forcing Max to forge a path in the snow with his magic. His arms were tired, but he kept it flowing and pushed on. There was no other way to quickly get through Eldham, though it would’ve been much easier and safer to remain in Bicksby’s sack. Blustery winds whipped down from the mountain and had him fighting against the snow drifts. Bonedread’s muffled complaints reached his ears. He smirked when the goblin let out a few choice words. If someone had asked him a month ago if he’d trust the goblin and even consider him a friend, he would’ve said no. Alice’s words about Bonedread not being pure of heart bothered him. Would the goblin turn on them after all they’d been through together? He thought so, but he’d b
