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... orest lay eerily quiet, unmoving.
The split moon was nowhere to be seen, and the sun had yet to rise. At this time of year, dawn was still an hour or two away.
Blades of grass brushed gently against the arc iron-clad boots. The soft crunch echoed loudly through the stillness.
Not even nocturnal animals emerged. Like most nights, a relentless man roamed this forest, appearing aimless at first, his floating torch casting a faint bluish glow into the darkness.
Zetius ...
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