But sooner or later we'll have to do some blazing, and when we do it'sliable to be worse than facing either one of the stinking Kauniankingdoms. As usual, Sabnino had to pick his way among the tethered dragons tokeep from fouling his boots with their noxious droppings. But, as he squelchedoff to stand against a tree, he remained vaguely dissatisfied. The stranger passed him the second goldpiece.
If they didn't, he thought, toocursed bad. He bowed, as if at compliments of similar ma,,-nitude. I wish we did. Marstalu pointed to his splinted leg, then to Skarnu.
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