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... he forced himself to his feet. His body screamed in protest, bruises and cuts making every movement a struggle. His ribs ached from the impact of the fall, and his palms stung from the raw skin scraped against the cliffside. Each step was a battle against pain, but he pushed through, leaning against a nearby tree for support.
As he tried to steady himself, he heard a deep thud. Amukelo froze, his heart skipping a beat. He turned slowly, every instinct screaming at him to run, but his le ...
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