A crossbow bolt whistles out of the sky, and the basecamp commander catches it on a folding camp chair just a few inches shy of the Dreamer's head. E's going to have to call the swordsmyd back. The Prospitian agents were on the kid's tail.
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A crossbow bolt whistles out of the sky, and the basecamp commander catches it on a folding camp chair just a few inches shy of the Dreamer's head. E's going to have to call the swordsmyd back. The Prospitian agents were on the kid's tail.