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Chutul would find it a great struggle to try to piece something together out of the mad ravings. Most of them spoke, incohrently, about the evil of the empire and the pain that Goriyn was inflicting upon them. There was another large writing on the adjacent walls, and it mentioned a term that was unfamiliar:

"Tovus, Doomsday"

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"We're quite cornered here," Dar'Zah said. "But I'm not worried yet. I still have a backup plan in effect."

Suddenly, the Ceiling above them shook a little bit. "So, what do you people do? You mercs? Soldiers, Sailors, Prostitutes?"