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... berately, step by step.
The oppressive quiet wrapped around him like a heavy shroud, broken only by the faint echo of his boots pressing into the dirt.
His mind was alight with focus, his crimson eyes scanning every inch of the cavern’s winding passages. He was heading back toward the trail his horde had worked so hard to obscure.
Why?
Because Volk knew something his horde didn’t.
The harpies would eventually piece the trail together, would follow it relen ...
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