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As the last of the huntsmen falls from the saddle, run through by Karvas’ sword, you hear the rumbling sound of hoofbeats approaching from the north. The remainder of the Inquisitor-major’s hunting party is galloping towards you, drawn by the sounds of combat and the dying screams of their confederates. You warn the Prince and he sheathes his sword and follows as you gallop away along the road, heading east towards the city of Varedo.
