[Zohra moves without a sound through the darkness, occasionally checking to see if he still feels Morgan following behind him—before stopping after a short distance.
Under his breath—]
Stop.
[... From here, Morgan can probably hear the cries from somewhere, and accompanying them, lewd cheering.]
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Under his breath—]
Stop.
[... From here, Morgan can probably hear the cries from somewhere, and accompanying them, lewd cheering.]