Glix huffed dragging a too-full sack of treasure behind him. Catching his breath, the thief glanced to strong-shouldered Oris ahead of him. The warrior’s bag of loot was modest but well chosen.
Then, down a root-bound staircase, he spied a sparkle of color.
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