Ibzan pushed through the crowd of excited people, murmuring, βExcuse me,β as he passed. A few shoulders bumped into him, bodies brushing by, but he kept his gaze loweredβdetermined not to look at anyone.
Reaching up the hallway, he released a soft breath. There was no person. He felt relieved, being away from the crowd, the sweaty bodies and the thunder of music.
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