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In the afternoon of the second day, the old sheriff of Amberpine Town was riding a horse, leading all the men in the town to the Gray Hill.
He was fully armed, with a shotgun behind his back and a warhammer in his saddle, and he would turn his head and shout a few times from time to time, lest the unlucky ones get lost in the forest with the big army.
These assembled farmers and hunters whispered and complained.
But they dared not scold them out ...
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