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... th the thick foreboding shadows covering the sky, the heavy storm, and the wild eyed lightning, it seemed like evening.
Vikir pushed his way through the sharp leaves of the Sword Timberland.
He had been following Madame's trail since the previous evening.
It was widely known that assuming it down-poured during a chase, the pursuit would be abandoned. It's generally expected sense to forsake a chase when it downpours.
Be that as it may, even amidst this weighty dow ...
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