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Summary: An Honorable Death

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He didn’t flee, nor did he immediately crumble. Already better than whence he came, better than the bitch he’d taken between his loins. But she knew better, knew him well enough even from their single meeting. Stronger than his ilk he might have been, he would not be strong enough. Tine had had no purpose, a would-be jack of all trades without the trades. And so had this one fallen into the trap of complacency. This one did not deserve an honorable death, and would get one neither from her nor by his own efforts. Blood-splatter indicated her initial success, but he would shoot abruptly sideward to escape close-quarter accostment. Tzafar was pleased enough that it was not freedom he sought from the warden of his fate—although she would just

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