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Raen could see the pain on Sandrina's face, along with the fierce anger, and it was more than he could bear. She had been beaten in the wildnerness and supposed dead, but her Sandrina was. It was time for her attackers to pay. "Few, yes. But I will go with you as well; they left you for dead, and I have no intention of letting them finish the job." Not after a year and half combing every forest within five miles of the last area she was seen, at any rate. There would, of course, be complications. Sandrina's enemies would not simply abandon the estate... without a fight, at least.
"We must go to the family home, you are right, Hama. But they will not surrender it with no resistance. We have to be prepared. If we simply walk in the front door you, Sandrina, as well as the rest of us will not survive. These are killers, and they must be treated as such."
"I agree," said Braedon. "If we are to take back your home, information must be gathered... along with weapons for those of you that have none." The rangers waited, hoping that Sandrina would not shun their services.
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