“Do you think they’ll be able to kill them?” I asked Margot. “Well, if the six dead beasts hanging in the docks this morning are any indication, then I’d say yes.” “What? They already killed the marroweels?” I sat up straighter. “When?” “They brought them as they arrived last night.” Had I known, I would have skipped the cliffside and headed straight for the docks. I’d never seen one of the fabled marroweels in anything but books. “How big are they? Are they blue?” Margot scoffed. “You’re more excited about six dead monsters than you are for your own wedding to Banner.” She wasn’t wrong. I’d
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