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The village was even more xenophobic than she had imagined. One might even describe it as a steel bucket completely shutting off the outside world.


On all the paths leading into the village, mercenaries and spies were guarding the roads both overtly and covertly.


The villagers would be able to find out instantly whenever an outsider tried to enter.


It would not be easy to ...

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