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... he desert was cold. Unlike the scorching heat of the day, the Sands of Drulgar froze at night.
The dunes rolled like waves of black ink under the pale moonlight.
Four figures moved across the ridge. They left no footprints. Their feet made no sound.
Lyra led the formation. Her mana bow was drawn.
Behind her a shimmering veil of mana wind-shadow magic, which wrapped around the group, bending the light and dampening the crunch of sand beneath their boots.
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