Svalin kept a hand on the hilt of her sword. Her honed warrior's senses were telling her something was not quite right. Even Tryggvi felt it. He pawed at the ground and Svalin didn't stop him.
Migard cities were usually unsettling, but this was worse than normal. Svalin didn't like it.
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