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Maomao suspected her small, lithe body hadn’t changed. Half of his body was still paralyzed, and the way he ate reminded Sazen of how a dog wolfed down its food. In any case, since the food had been handed out, everyone dug in. It didn’t matter that he was the leader or a shaman; he had never been able to command the full respect of his villagers, and in the end his village had been destroyed.