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Hearing a sneeze from somewhere above him, the farmhand looked up. His
eyes widened in astonishment as he saw Astra sitting on a crossbeam about
five feet above his head. "You must be that escaped prisoner that we were
told to keep a look out for," he said.
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"I'll help you. Though I'm forced to work for him, I have no love for the dragon."
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"I must report you." Astra knew that drastic action was called for. She jumped down onto the young man, knocking him to the ground, and attempted to overpower him.
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"I must turn you in." The man picked up a dangerous-looking scythe that had been lying against the wall of the barn.
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Before the farmhand could say any more, Fred entered the barn behind him.
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