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... d open with a trumpet blast that was less ceremonial and more "alarm clock made by a drunk blacksmith." It rattled through the entire valley, shaking chickens off their perches and waking contestants from a collective nightmare of seed charts and compost ratios.
Eren shot upright in bed, hair sticking out like a terrified wheat bundle, blinking at the sunlight streaming through the window like it owed him money. "What the hell, was that the signal or a declaration of war?" he muttered. < ...
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