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... ined, and anxiety now simmered through the hunting ground. Every participant was scrambling, pushing deeper, sharper, faster.
From the murmured conversations drifting between the trees so far, Zora gathered one thing: No one had found the Gale wolf.
At the moment, she settled beneath a tree, slid into cultivation, and let her breath steady.
Strength spent must be replenished. The last day would demand precision.
Yet while she trained in quiet focus, word of Emeral ...
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