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... Cry Plain, slithering like a giant python into the hills that bordered the Nu River.
The desolate air of Wind Cry Plain was left behind, replaced by the humid, earthy scent of the riverlands.
It was the flood season for the Nu River. The water was wide and the current swift, its murky waves crashing against the shoreline reefs with a dull roar.
The marching column stretched for miles. An army of over ten thousand strong, along with thousands of warhorses, Pegasi, and vari ...
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