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Under the soft moonlight of a rising night, Enkrid had just returned from his usual grueling training.
He had washed and entered the quarters, his body steaming faintly in the cold.
Though the weather was warming, the nights remained chilly, and Enkrid's breath formed mist as he moved.
In two days, they would cross the river and begin a terrain reconnaissance operation.
Yet the training intensity showed no signs of easing.
Such things were immutable ...
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