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... es at the front attempted to hold back the surge.
The excited chorus of shouts from the Mudcloaks as they tried to push their way toward the beacon that was their king was deafening, and Ashlock was starting to wonder where he would even put them all, assuming he could bring them back.
"There must be a thousand of them," Ashlock mused as he inspected them through his spiritual sight and noted that the general strength of these little guys was less than Douglas. The average seemed ...
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