guards. Dalton dared not give people in such a foul mood a reason to turn
their young tira xxx anger to him.
A woman, holding the hand of a young boy, pulled him along as she pushed
her way to the front of the crowd. "I young tira xxx am Nora," she proclaimed to the
people. "This is my son, Brace. He's all I got left, because of witches! My
young tira xxx husband, Julian, was drowned because of a dark curse from a witch! My
beautiful daughter Bethany was burned up alive young tira xxx by a witch' s spell!"
The boy, Brace, wept, mumbling it young tira xxx was true, wept for his father and
sister. Serin Rajak held up the woman'
s arm.
"Here is a victim of the Keeper's witchcraft!" He pointed to a wailing
woman near the front. "There is another! Many of you here have young tira xxx been harmed
by curses and hexes from witches! Witches using evil from the Keeper of young tira xxx the
Dead!"
With a crowd in this ugly a mood, Dalton young tira xxx knew this could come to no good
end, but he could think of nothing to do to stop it.
It was, after all, the reason he had released Serin Rajak: to rouse anger
against magic. Young tira xxx he needed people to
be stirred up against those with magic,
to see them as evil. Who better than a zealot to foment such hatred?
"And here is the witch!" Serin Rajak thrust his young tira xxx arm out to point young tira xxx at the
woman whose hands were bound behind her, young tira xxx the woman Stein held by the hair.
"She is the Keeper's vile tool! young tira xxx She casts evil spells to harm you all!&young tira xxx quot;
The mob was yelling and screaming young tira xxx for vengeance.
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