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Death & Magic
Plague & Poison
Dust & Water
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Adramal knelt by the old man’s body and closed her eyes. That cut out the sights of death — the staring eyes, the unkempt hair, the shrivelled and rat-gnawed flesh. She couldn’t do anything to block the smell. Her stomach fluttered and then settled. That was one thing to be said for working in the City Watch — if you stuck with it, you got tougher. Not so long ago, the mere thought of being this close to such a disgusting corpse would have had her wanting to puke. Now, this poor fellow was just another part of her job.