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“Zaka tawa!”
The voice rumbled down the cavern, bouncing off the walls like a thunderclap.
The group of prisoners rose from the cave floor, grumbling to anyone who would listen. The new guard, a bulging mass of humanity with a scarred left eye and bushy black beard like a fungus, had been riding the prisoners for the past day. Josh had recognized the voice and the damaged eye as the pirate who had incapacitated him on the day he had been captured.
Josh wondered where Rodon found these specimens of lowly humans. Did he have a cesspool to choose from? How did the Tyral pirates fill their ranks?
The other prisoners called the man “Cyclops,” but wouldn’t dare say it loud enough for the overseer to hear. After seeing Cyclops beat a man to death for falling down in the rock pits, it wasn
