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... oldiers.
Tents stretched in uneven rows across the rocky ground. Armor clinked. Boots shuffled.
Somewhere in the distance. A man coughed harshly, followed by a low groan.
The air smelled thick. Smoke, sweat, and something else bitter... like burnt herbs and old blood.
Kyle walked silently with the others, following the soldier who had brought them from the command tent.
His legs felt like lead. His arms ached from holding Zalrielle for so long.
The ...
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