But their loyalty and honor can be equally strong. The crippled wizard’sheartbeat was strengthening, and his breathing was more regular. At the further desk, in front of the single window sat a big man with a big drooping jaw that gave him a little of the expression of a setter dog. “My masters are the Heretics of the Guild,” he answered softly.
“That’s right,” Hoskiko answered. Muffled voices could beheard coming from the hallway. Where are you? his heart begged. Xanthus watched with fear as a cleric pointed at him.
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