‘In my experience – and my experience, did I mention …’ Baptiste slid her arm across Brother Diaz’s shoulders in an unsolicited embrace, the grip of one of her many knives poking him in the side, ‘… is considerable – if you treat everything like a fight you will, sooner or later, and probably sooner …’
‘Lose one,’ growled Jakob, glaring off grimly into the shadows.
— Sep 27, 2025 05:34AM
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