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... se to move.
Whether it be snow being crushed under the Rock Ostriches foot, bushes swaying, snow falling from the trees, or wind howling through the air, everything felt organic and real. Creatures moved along, quickly dashing away from the group, and sometimes the group dashed away from certain creatures instead.
Right now, their goal was the final cores that they would need to pass. Fighting any creature wouldn't do them any good. This was the final stretch. It would only be a ...
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