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... footprints on the snow that had fallen the day before, the sound of our boots crunching loudly beneath us.
I was positioned around the middle of the group. Thanks to Galad's consideration, I didn't have to walk at the very front or trail at the back.
Of the ten mercenaries gathered, six—Galad included—were people he had brought with him. A small band, just six members in total. They did introduce themselves with some sort of name, but it didn't seem important enough to remember, ...
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