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... oice low against the crackling of the campfire.
He tossed a twig into the flames, watching sparks flicker and die.
"Now I can’t even find a trace of him?"
The night was still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant chirp of crickets.
The emptiness pressed on him — a sharp contrast to the bustling towns he’d scoured over the past month and a half.
’Shouldn’t he be representing some region since he’s competing in the Coliseum of Chosens?’ < ...
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