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Chapter 32: A Roof Borrowed from the Breach
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... anging far ahead like an insult the jungle kept showing him without ever letting it come closer.
By now, he had started getting used to this place. The heat still clung to him, the ground still shifted between roots, rock, and wet soil, and the green never stopped pressing from every side, but the constant discomfort had lost some of its edge. What helped most was that, so far, the only Soul Beasts he had run into were spiders. Annoying, ugly, poisonous things, yes, but predictable once ...
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