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... mbling the rustling of a long wind through the forest.
Amoxtli was urgent, the survival of his tribe at stake, he had to get answers. He grabbed Ivican’s arm firmly.
"Don’t change the subject! Ivican, whatever arrangements the Red Fox Chieftain has made, he’ll surely inform you red-haired warriors. We have been friends for so many years, you must tell me!"
"Ah! Amoxtli... not all red-haired warriors know the chieftain’s plans..."
Ivican showed a troubled expressio ...
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