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... covered path, the wind howling like a living beast around them.

Snow flurried heavily, thick enough to make even nearby boulders vanish in the haze, but the figures moved forward with the purpose of one who knew their way even through darkness.

Their boots crunched over the frosted stone, each step leaving behind footprints that are quickly erased by the snow, deleting every sign of their passage.

At the front was Ren, his cloak pulled tightly around him, and his hood up ...

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