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“Hey, can you hear me!” the soldier shouted. “Hey! You gotta help me with this one!”

Riure followed the sound of his voice and suddenly found her feet knocked out from beneath her. A small cry slipped out of her mouth as she fell, but something was beneath her and stayed her fall. A chair? She cautiously reached out, her fingers brushing against what felt like a table. Sadiq’s breath warmed her left wrist.

“Do you know what to do, Zanar?” Riure asked, alarm creeping into her heart. What would happen if they lost against whatever this China thing was?

Silence descended before Zanar replied with a clear, concise, very helpful “Nope.”

“Oh.”

“Did I forget to mention,” Lord Castle intoned, “that you are being timed. If you lose the game or if you fail to finish it in the appointed time limit, there will be, shall we say” -it snickered- “consequences.”

“Great,” Riure muttered. She was tired and hungry and sick of being unable to see. She wanted to go home. But she had to keep a cheerful face on. He loves me, He loves me, He loves me, she thought, and just the realization of those words brought a smile to her face.

“Okay,” she said, and put her hands on the edge of the table in what she hoped was a determined pose. “Let’s play. Master Klein, what do I do?”

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