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... till aching from the brutal clash with Brandon, his breathing gradually steadied.
The warmth of the healing pill pulsed through his veins, numbing the worst of the pain.
Nearby, Caros was crouched beside a pile of corpses, humming quietly as he rummaged through their spatial bags, occasionally muttering critiques under his breath about their fashion sense or poor loot choices.
But then, without warning, the forest shifted.
The wind stilled.
A chilling sile ...
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