“You carry much on your shoulders. The cracking bullwhip and the desperate screaming seemed much louder now. She was worried about Joe. The arrows carriedthe nets to the ridge’s other side, then buried themselves deep into the ground.
”Tristan nodded. The arrangementswere the same aboard each Black Ship. “We were fortunate! For a moment there, I thoughtthat—”Suddenly a torrential wind tore through the night sky, howling and shrieking, from high above. There could be no telling who might come to them, and she wanted to look as presentableas she could.
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