Chapter 121
I do order and declare
that all persons held as slaves…
shall be free.
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—Emancipation Proclamation
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GITA
The burly grey-winged Angelic and five insect-men gathered around the ladder, preparing to storm the lizards. Jamin slung his firestick with the same familiarity he'd once wielded his spear back in Assur.
"Wait!" Gita put her hand on his arm. "I know a better way."
Jamin glanced down at her.
"You don't know anything about this sky canoe."
"No. You don't know anything about this sky canoe! There are hidden passages. I found one of them on my way to save Ninsianna."
Jamin relayed her words to the grey-winged Angelic. The steel grey eyes which locked with hers were a curious blend of ferocity and another emotion. Grief?
"Lig dom a fheiceáil na gormchlónna."
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