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... up at dawn, instructing her men to pack up. They set off while the air was still cool from the rain. If they waited for the sun to rise, the ground would become stiflingly hot as the rainwater evaporated.
Lynd mounted his horse, riding at the rear of the caravan. The warhorses followed closely, as if acknowledging his mount as their leader.
The ruins of the village were now silent, with more than a hundred pale, bloodless corpses piled along both sides of the road.
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