Cryton turned, surprised. “Where were you?”
Dru held up a bucket. “Getting water.”
“Did you see all that?”
“Most of it?”
“I was awful!”
“No, you’re just—”
Cryton slapped the sword back into its scabbard. “If I can’t fight, what good am I? Dru, we have got to fix this!”
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