10/03/2026 04:45

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I do not understand what is happening. I haveshown it to you a hundred times before. They leftonly the scraps and the offal, the severed hoofs and heads, the moundsof guts and intestines stuffed with the pulp of half-digested leavesand grass. Without these soldiers,then I go to certain death, and my death must portend the death of theMonomatapa.

It cannot be, hesaid. A hand was laid on his shoulder, and Aboli rumbled softly, Only thetrue hunter knows this anguish of the kill, Gundwane. I have been expecting you, he said, andcoughed until his mouth filled with phlegm. Ibought you on a whim, and I have not decided what I shall do with you.