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Here? Oddly, for a moment, Sammael seemed taken aback. He was already mounted, the helmet that had been hanging from his saddle now obscuring his face behind steel bars. Will I ever reach a place where the difficulties don't keep piling up? she wondered. Pain's dagger could not have more than touched.

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