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... the trunk of one of the tallest, and when she reached the top she began to scan the surrounding area looking for a safe path.
She sniffed the air trying to locate Isabela’s or Haru’s scent.
Nothing.
That place completely inhibited her sense of smell; everything smelled the same, as if the entire swamp were a homogeneous mass of rot and corrupted mana. She could only sense creatures, dozens of them scattered everywhere, but no human trace.
She looked further ahead ...
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