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... the war room hearth crackled low, casting warm light across the wooden map table where Skitz stood, flipping through a weathered contract scroll. Lumberling entered in silence, his steps light but deliberate, the faint hum of internal Qi still resonating through his limbs after an early morning cultivation session.
Skitz glanced up and offered a quick nod. "My Lord. We received something interesting yesterday."
Lumberling moved to his side, scanning the table. "From where?"
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