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... , enveloping the cacti at the foothills. Flecks of crow cries echoed through the rugged mountains, and the simple encampment reflected the everlasting bonfires, imparting a profound desolation.
Ozoma stood alone atop the watchtower of the encampment. The balance in his heart swayed back and forth, just like the flames he saw before him.
"Great Chief!"
The Red Monkey Chieftain sighed deeply.
In recent days, the southern Allied Forces’ offensive had been blocked by ...
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