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... lent. Strong.
Veyra crouched low on a mossy ledge, her eyes narrowing. "Another village. Or what's left of it."
Elric followed behind her, hand resting on his medical pouch like it was a sword. The air stank of damp ash and overgrown herbs.
"Same signs as before," Keera said, sniffing the wind. "Rotten Vines. But something's closer."
Cai tapped Elric's arm, pointing. "That tree has a face."
Elric blinked.
It did.
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A face pressed ...
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