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... shrouded in thick mist that clung to their skin like damp cloth.
The group moved in tight formation, their breaths seemed measured.
Lirian stayed in the center as Raphael had instructed, her heart pounding in rhythm with the march of boots around her.
Pedro perched on her shoulder, unusually quiet, his small body was also vibrating with tension.
The bird’s earlier warning repeated in her mind, refusing to let her calm down.
Ahead, Gabriel held his sword r ...
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