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... g in the air, sharp and heavy, as if a grand assault were about to begin right in front of him.
He could feel the cultivators pushing themselves toward an optimal state, even with the tent’s tapestry obscuring the view.
As Radeon watched the guards on patrol and how they took their routes, a medical practitioner beckoned him toward a large tent.
The woman wore a veil over her face and pointed with a simple flick of her finger. No greeting. No small talk.
Radeon di ...
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