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... rain upon the barren wilderness.
And this vast plain lies just outside the canyon defense line north of the Empire.
At this moment, a ferocious army is quietly assembling on this desolate snowfield.
In the air, dark silhouettes are circling.
They are not ordinary birds, but mutated scouts infected long ago—Vine-feathered Crows.
Their wings drag tendrils, spiraling silently through the air, as snow lands on them and is instantly shaken off, revealing feath ...
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