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... by two ridges. Lots of hanging stone. The glasswings nest under the lip—think flying blankets with knives. Ironbacks charge from cover; do not stand in front of cover. Needle locusts... well, you’ll know them. I’ll take point until we hit the teeth of the gorge, Questions?"
"Senior," Yao Lin called out with her chin up, "are you truly only a core disciple? I heard you—"
"Absolutely," Fang said gravely. "Merely a humble core disciple with a strong dislike of funerals. Move out." < ...
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