With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. They stank, and she hated how they blocked the sunlight. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. His manner was deferential, even eager.
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