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He had failed his Man. Even as he lay in agony with the Bad Ones' taint burning in his blood, he knew only that he had failed his Man. His Man had trusted him with his life, trusted him to protect him, and he had failed. He was a Bad Dog for failing his Man. The ache was phenomenal. Part of him had severed at the death of his Man, the Bond breaking him as surely as any sword, and he knew he deserved the pain. He deserved worse. He should have taken the blade for his Man, he should have been closer, should have done something to help him. But he had been too far away, too surrounded by the Bad Ones, to help his Man. When the ones who smelled