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... clothes, pants, and leather armor were drenched in blood, and even his face was caked with clumps of flesh. He tried taking a whiff of his scent, and all he could smell was the stench of sweat and blood.
He wanted to clean himself up, but Letho stopped him. “Don’t waste any water, boy. We’re going to be here for at least a week. Every drop counts.” The witcher was wiping his sword, and he was in the same situation as Roy. Letho looked more like a bloody butcher than a dignified witcher, ...
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