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... tood. The soldiers who were resting in their tents stumbled out, swords drawn from their sheaths.
For a moment, there was only silence. Even the cicadas’ song stilled, and the owls stopped hooting.
Then another growl.
It was subtle at first—a break in the rhythm of the night. The wind drew in, and somewhere beyond the fire’s reach, branches bent under a weight that moved carefully, too carefully.
Lara’s head lifted.
From the far side of camp came a low, ro ...
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