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| 13 | 186 | He View more quotes about bent">bent to his tools, taking up a tiny, open golden ring, a heated metal awl, a pair of pliers. |
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| 13 | 183 | Fresh and clean on her burned thigh was the brand of the four bosk horns. |
| 13 | 184 | She was weeping. |
| 13 | 185 | The Iron Master affixed the Turian collar. |
| 13 | 186 | He bent to his tools, taking up a tiny, open golden ring, a heated metal awl, a pair of pliers. |
| 13 | 187 | I turned away. |
| 13 | 188 | I heard her scream. |
| 13 | 189 | "Do not Korobans brand and collar slaves?" asked Kamchak. |