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... the jagged cliffs of Beastridge Mountain, casting soft gold across the moss-covered rocks and misty ravines. Luca walked alone, his twin blades strapped to his back, boots crunching softly on dew-laced leaves. A cool breeze carried the cries of distant mythical beasts—some triumphant, some sorrowful—as if the mountain itself whispered stories of bonds forged in silence.
He passed by a few students. Some stood proudly beside their contracted companions—majestic beasts that shimmered with ...
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