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... reaking a sweat as he rushed to the unoccupied side of the behemoths' territory. He prayed that he was not being chased, for the pitter-patter of his rapid steps, hurtling over groin-high rock obstacles, and the occasional shifting of rock fragments under his feet caused a lot of noise.
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Even worse than that would be if even one behemoth rushed over from the very direction he was running in. A single confrontation, he fear ...
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