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... ned the dark lands as he soared over it. The wind whooshed all about him, sliding over his scales to aid his speed.
His large wings cut straight through the shadowy clouds, propelling his form across the distance in a flash,
Xenon’s speed was as fast as lightning, letting the tugging feeling he felt deep within guide him to where he needed to go, with an urgency of one who had to make a swift return,
And Xenon did need to do such, where he needed to go was one thing, but ...
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