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... nse of water and through the woods, the seasons changed naturally. Here, in a serene glade at the start of the season...
...Thud!
A dull sound reverberated.
A Balak warrior, likely in his late teens, winced, clutching his nose.
"Ow, my nose!"
He snorted, blood trickling from his nose. It was Ahun.
Facing him was a stoic-looking man with a clenched fist.
Tall, black hair crop ...
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