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... of Imps.
When the first day traveling through the forest finally passed into evening, they found refuge below a toppled tree. Old, moldy, and smelly, at least they were out of view. The occasional comparatively cool breeze blew around them.
Lying on his back against the side, eyes on the entrance, Irwin wondered if he could even sleep.
"Irwin, can you call up some steam?" Ignalia whispered.
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