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{{quote|Blood dripped from the tip of an arrow sticking out his back. It fell, one ruby drop at a time, splattering on the boy's open, lifeless eye. A little trail of red ran from the eye down the side of his face. Like crimson tears.|somewhere in {{b|sa1}}}}
<blockquote>Elend: I kind of lost track of time...<br>Breeze: For two hours?<
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