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Chapter 44
Chapter 44 December, 3,390 BC Earth: Village of Assur PAREESA Pareesa's feet made a disgusting splurching sound as she crept along the stream bed, doubled over to remain below the sight-line of the Uruk raiders. Ebad would have called this perfect potter's clay, but if she had to fish her pampooties out of the mud one more time, she swore she would scream. Why, oh why, hadn't she been blessed with the ability to creep up behind the Uruk and slit their throats the way that Mikhail could? As she ran, she remembered a conversation they had once had about Mikhail's ability to become one with the darkness. 'Mikhail? When will you teach me to smite our enemies from the rear?' 'You're too young to learn such things,' Mikhail had said. 'Did I not just help defend the village against overwh
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