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... to stir the unease in his chest. The faint, rhythmic sound of beating wings grew louder, drilling into his ears. His jaw clenched, and he turned abruptly toward his Horde.
"GET UP!" Volk’s voice roared through the night like a crashing thunderclap, reverberating off the trees. The sharpness of his tone shattered the stillness, cutting through the snores and groans of his slumbering warriors. "WAKE UP, YOU SLOTHFUL DOGS! GET TO YOUR FEET RIGHT NOW!"
Some stirred sluggishly, rollin ...
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