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... the warriors asked.

Though their races had some cold resistance in their blood, which allowed them to dress quite lightly even in those frozen lands. The cold mist that lingered around the village reminded them of the cold of the winter storms.

"N-No, we never had a such cold, no less the mist. It's the first time that I am seeing something like this happening." Alka said as her harmed armed etched, reminding her shortly of the events that happend in her village.

"I have never ...

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