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Garmund
"Can we go? Please?" Garmund stared in the direction Falco had taken, trying to pierce the dense trees with his gaze. "I don't think the man wants to hurt us."
"No! I will not have you running into trouble. Who knows how dangerous that man might turn out to be?"
Garmund's face set. "If he is dangerous, should we not go to help Falco?"
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