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... e a bad omen. The air, already heavy, was now laden with a pressure almost physical, a dull throbbing that resonated in their chests and hammered against their temples. It was the aura Zirel had sensed before—multiplied. It did not emanate from a single point, but from the whole hamlet, as if the very earth itself had been poisoned.
They had crawled to a ridge overlooking a natural clearing turned nightmare. This was no village, but a sordid makeshift camp, a lattice of low huts built fr ...
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