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For yet another, countless time, Veserod mentally thanked the civilization that forced him to make unpopular decisions, for all its gifts, including the division of peoples for artificial reasons. He mentally wants to wish the prisoner a good journey to his ancestors, but then realizes that this prisoner probably never even believed in them. Without deigning to acknowledge the situation with a sigh or even a silent shake of his head, he continues to walk forward grimly, with the sole thought-motivator – to thoroughly question his grandfather about life upon his return to Baldr.
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But where is the ambush?