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Chapter 340 - Rumor Mills Churn, Caravan Hopes Burn
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... n the forest, far from the Void Defense Society’s searching, a slender figure in a dusty cloak crouched beside a stream. In that water, she washed black ichor and red blood from her hands. The latter... was not her own.
Sevra of the Shadow Whisker Sorority examined her reflection in the nearly still, now murky water. A small pouch at her waist held the item she’d retrieved from the caravan’s wreckage. Recovered only hours after the Voidlings descended upon it, which had been well over a ...
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