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... race, the human race secured a piece of land to reside.
This area, the environment remains extremely harsh, storms persist, and the cold is bone-chilling.
Looking around, there are only some rudimentary dwellings made of stone and wood.
An elder holding a cane, slightly hunched, with an empty right eye, stood amidst the howling storm, welcoming the returning young men of the human race.
The crowd came before the elder and saluted in unison.
"Elder He."
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