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Chapter 33-2
Qishtea, on the other hand, would only care to wreak revenge. "Watch my back for me, will you?" Jamin asked Sergeant Dahaka. Dahaka tasted the air with his long forked tongue, and then scratched his ear-holes in a gesture Jamin recognized was thoughtfulness. Katlego had explained that the lizards could taste what someone was feeling. With a thumbs-up, the grizzled Sergeant took a position at Jamin's back. Jamin pictured the way Lucifer had walked, far more arrogantly than even the wealthiest Ubaid chief. Conqueror. Leader. Statesman. He had to convince these people he was more than he'd been before… Carrying himself regally as though he was in charge, Jamin strode down the ramp like a conquering hero. He had played this game before, but never had the stakes been so high. An arrow shot
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