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And then it all ended.
The Enforcers’ job of surveying the Blooding temple grounds was over, as they had overturned the rubble that buried Halkrath. They managed to surmise his location thanks to his disembodied arm peering out from a nearby mound of debris, as if waving to its rescuers.
Such visions were naturally the product of the trauma of battle, of loss, of exsanguination. Nonsense to be forgotten by the rational mind upon wakefulness.
But no matter of how it came about and whether it was recalled, because he still did what Cetanu told him to.
Halkrath lived with his dishonor.
