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... ings with heightened vigilance.
The sight of pure white birds hanging motionless against the pitch-black sky resembled a constellation frozen in place.
They didn’t know why the flock had stopped or what was happening, but they had seen something like this before.
“Did the Immortal Emperor descend again? That so-called god sure likes to meddle,” Tuhalin muttered, trying to maintain a lighthearted tone, though his breath came in short, strained bursts.
The last time ...
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