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It had happened too fast. One minute Jen-Tom had been sitting there next to him, listening politely to his complaints, and the next he'd been carried off by a dark cloud.
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It will take all the Armies of the West to withstand these newcomers this spring. Tomas suddenly said, Is it really that bad? then looked embarrassed for interrupting the council.
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