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"you are driven by delusion," germanicus rejoined calmly. "while you are here, you will be put to no tests. if you are not quiet, the wolves you wronged will find you. they search for you even now and i will not stop their justice."

he tossed something else to her: a tight-wrapped bundle of oak leaves which contained a small amount of chewed willow bark. "for the pain."

he stared into the wild eyes of the witch. "i do not fear your kind. if you run, i will break your other wrist." the ranger straightened. "heal. reflect."