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... mist and dew, while the undergrowth whispered with every step. The deeper they moved, the more the light seemed to dim, as if the forest swallowed the sun with each breath they took.
Zeon, ever confident, pushed a branch aside with one hand and waved with the other.
"We're almost there," he called back casually.
Dila furrowed her brows. "Almost where?" she asked flatly, weaving around a crooked root that nearly caught her foot.
Zeon turned slightly, just enough f ...
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