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... road, with a fine mist drifting from the sky. The air was moist and cold, and whenever the horse breathed, a large amount of white vapor was visible.
However, for him, such a temperature wasn’t considered too cold. Although the damp environment made the perceived temperature feel a few degrees lower than the actual temperature, it didn’t matter to him at all.
By contrast, Xilia, riding not far away, had her face turned deathly pale from the cold, her teeth chattering nonstop. She ...
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