“No, I saw Karak with a knife in his skull.”
Harda grimaced.
“My knife, but Gordek threw it.” Linsora offered a thin smile. “I take it you don’t have many knife fights on Tokorel.”
“Not many, no. But that doesn’t mean we don’t fight. Only the weapons are different, the motivations and enmities remain the same. We may have different abilities, but basic nature is basic nature.” Harda ran his hands through his dark hair. “This Permac Sudé, you think he’s on Tokorel?”
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