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... air?
Streams and riverbeds are carved out over countless years, and this was high up on a mountain.
Old Hu took a long grappling hook from his backpack and hurled it with all his might toward the area where the water had vanished.
The hook and its rope sailed in a perfect arc, landing precisely in the spot. The group then watched as the hook was seemingly devoured, sinking slowly into the ground as more and more of the rope was pulled taut after it.
Alarmed, Old ...
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