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... the desolate landscape at a steady pace. Lyos kept pace overhead, his silver scales catching the dim light filtering through the ash-laden sky, tracing along a steaming crack in the ground.
The terrain gradually shifted from the scorched wasteland around the naga nest to something more typical of the brown an dreary badlands—rocky, barren, but not quite as apocalyptic.
Cain kept {Beholder’s Eye} active as they traveled, monitoring the position of the{Slaughter-beak Lightning Falc ...
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