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The sky above Dustwall was a pale pink, streaked with golden hues that heralded the dawn.
Lian wore new clothes. His leather armor had become useless; the resilience of his body was now sufficient.
"Lian! Wait!" A familiar voice halted him. Roland was running toward him, his sword swinging at his side.
"You did not think you could leave without a final goodbye, did you?" Roland said, stopping in front of Lian.
Lian laughed, giving him a hearty pat on the shoul ...
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