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... beneath a jagged outcrop, the wind whipping across the cliff face as the vanguard reorganised below. The ridge they’d claimed stretched far to the east, curving like a broken spine above the enemy camp. From here, they could see everything—tents torn down in haste, the last remnants of a routed force fleeing into the deep pine forest.
He watched the treeline. Too neat. Too fast.
"They’re not running," he murmured.
Elena, standing just behind him, followed his gaze. "They’ ...
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