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"No trouble?" Asher grunted as he clenched his teeth and pushed.
"You're just not putting your back into it, mate!" Ratatoskr argued.
"My back may need put back in after this," Galen chimed in.
I stood back as the two men rocked the sleigh to and fro. The machine was halfway in the Angel Gate that the jailbird had mentioned, but the tall lip of the gate had high-centered the vehicle. Ratatoskr himself stood beside the men and swayed in time with their movements.
"It isn't that heavy!" Ratatoskr insisted.
Galen winced as the left side of the sleigh scratched against the stone passage. "I believe weight is only one of a number of problems."
"Are you sure that cloth isn't made out of coco rocks?" Asher questioned him.
"Just one more heave!" Ratatoskr insisted, and with a mighty
