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turdy, timber-framed buildings. The air was thick with the smells of woodsmoke, roa

the central square for t

ng me almost invisible. My mind filtered out the noise and s

t snippets of

oing to deal with that co

ice snarled. "He brought shame

ction, heading toward the

hick wooden post. His black hair was a mess, his face was bruised, but his stormy gray eyes burned with a defian

Her fiery red hair was pulled back in a tight, severe p

ood! You are accused of cowardice! For abandoning your post during the battle

s and jeers ros

un!" he roared, his voice raw. "It was an ambu

sound. "Excuses! Your lies

mines the morale of our fighters shall have their tendons severed

approval. To be made an Omega was a

in my mind. *This woman's scent is th

Its blade was made of sharpened obsidian, designed s

chips of ice. "This is what you deserve, Ryk

yes, his jaw tight

er, aiming for the te

square held

ice spoke. It wasn't loud, but it cut

to

evealing the small, silver-haired girl

She glared down at me. "Who is

He stared at me, his expres

d and walked up the ston

t authority that made the two guards who mov

tilting my head back to look

said, my voice even