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indent Had he known what Thorn looked like, Gabriel could have answered that question. All he knew was that he had killed one white w.olf, and fought with another timber coated fellow. The stranger he was speaking with gave him more information—something that was helpful in identification. “He and I were good friends,” Gabriel said, not sure why he was explaining this. It was curious how the former leader of Syemv and the current leader of the Land of Wuffluvers had hit it off so well. But then again, it was all the power of drugs and alcohol.





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