Leoman faced him one more time, his voice almost pleading as he said, ‘My friend…’ Corabb Bhilan Thenu’alas shook his head. ‘Did you not hear? Another Sha’ik – a new Sha’ik—’ ‘And will you find her a new army as well, Leoman? More fools to lead to their deaths? No, I am done with you, Leoman of the Flails. Take your Malazan wench and be gone from my sight. I choose to die here, with my fellow warriors.’ Dunsparrow reached out and grasped Leoman’s arm. ‘The portal’s crumbling, Leoman.’ The warrior, last commander of Dryjhna, turned away, and, the woman at his side, strode into the gate. Moments
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