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... Village, the yang-gold wards along the palisade humming louder now—qi spikes glinting in the pale light, tripwires glowing faint amber, the entire perimeter a fortress of restrained power. The village stirred with quiet urgency: militia stood at posts, spears sharpened, eyes scanning the forest edge. Villagers whispered of the Lord’s return—how the night had echoed with screams from the hidden camp, how three new captives had been dragged in at dawn, bound and broken. The air tasted of impending ...
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