Chapter 138 Psithurism 34.1

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The night was still thick, accompanied by an unusual stillness that felt heavier than ever. The cold grew sharper, seeping into the bones, stained by the scent of damp earth and lingering traces of blood in the air.

A thin mist hung low over the ground, weaving between the towering trees...

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