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"Survival over all," she said, defiance lacing through her voice. The mantra that had persisted throughout her brutal tenure under Goliath's leadership, the one that had banded together her clan, came forth. Even as her vision blackened, adrenaline bled out of her quickly, her vision swimming, she managed to hold her chin high.
"We waste time dredging old wounds, warrior. I wish an audience with your Shief. I will go under whatever guard you deem necessary in order to pass along a simple message. Afterwards, I will accept whatever fate befall me."
He turned from the female to walk away, pausing only briefly to look over his shoulder.
"These people. Harm them, and we will see one another again," he warned.
She had no ill will towards these people.
And with that, she let the darkening around her vision claim her, falling backwards towards the ground, slipping into sweet, comforting oblivion.
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