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... eir chests as their faces were twisted into expressions of fear at what the idea of Vykers striking their base meant.
There was also a bigger implication that, had they come earlier, they might have ridden into an ambush and had to face off against not just Langlots but Vykers who had strength that greatly surpassed theirs.
"How many were they?" Devon asked in a controlled voice, "These visitors. How many were they?"
"F— Five, Sir."
"And when did you say they left ...
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