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... eopard ignored the whispers of the Thousand Fang Tribe. He preferred the quiet solitude of the snowy peaks or the focused rhythm of a hunt. But today, the rumors spreading through the clearing were entirely impossible to ignore.
She fought a Swamp Hydra.
She tamed a Dragon.
The Fox Lord carried her away.
Han Shān tightened his grip on the woven basket of frost-berries he had spent the entire afternoon gathering. Beside him, little Ruì Xuě tugged impatiently at his ...
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