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... reflected the somewhat desolate mountain scenery.
Yellow Stem lay sprawled across a rock, leisurely basking in the sunlight. Sensing something, he slowly turned his body to face the direction from which the Dominating Throne was flying in.
At the foot of the mountain, Spruce—who was turning the earth by the lakeside woodland—looked up, gave a flap of his wings, and soared up to meet them.
"Dragon Cypress Ant King! Ink Orchid! Is this the winter trade?" Spruce greeted the ...
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