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... this moment, a few village soldiers, holding white rod guns and dressed in cloth armor, shivered in the cold, stamping their feet non-stop, rubbing their hands, embracing their guns, whispering to each other, their breath forming frost as they complained bitterly.
While the village soldiers were talking, a swooshing sound of clothes rustling was heard above them.
The next second, a figure in a red dress descended, landing in front of the one governmental official among them.
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