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"
Aid
for
Demawend
from
Aedirn
.
"
Yarpen
Zigrin
,
standing
nearby
,
ground
his
teeth
.
"
Secret
and
exceptionally
important
aid
.
A
convoy
of
special
significance
!
"
"
It
was
a
trap
?
"
The
dwarf
turned
,
looked
at
her
,
at
Geralt
.
Then
he
looked
back
at
the
stones
pouring
from
the
barrels
and
spat
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
confirmed
.
"
A
trap
.
"
"
For
the
Squirrels
?
"
"
No
.
"
The
dead
were
arranged
in
a
neat
row
.
They
lay
next
to
each
other
,
not
divided
--
elves
,
humans
and
dwarves
.
Yannick
Brass
was
amongst
them
.
The
dark-haired
elf
in
the
high
boots
was
there
.
And
the
dwarf
with
his
black
,
plaited
beard
,
glistening
with
dried
blood
.
And
next
to
them
...
"
Paulie
!
"
sobbed
Regan
Dahlberg
,
holding
his
brother
's
head
on
his
knees
.
"
Paulie
!
Why
?
"
No
one
said
anything
.
No
one
.
Even
those
who
knew
why
.
Regan
turned
his
contorted
face
,
wet
with
tears
,
towards
them
.
