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She plunged into the
dread shade. Before
all in the grove awoke,
she knew, she must go
as far as possible.

A thong vine snapped at her-

-then another and another.
She staggered on.

At the edge of the grove
she turned and watched-

-as a cloud of whips pelted
Mazarian's staggering form.

He fought with fury, then fell...

...for a long time the thunder
of many blows reached her ears.

T'sain closed her eyes in lassitude.
She felt blood oozing from her
broken flesh.

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