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... branches, weeds, and sludge that blocked it up.
As water surged through this place, floating ice-like mud mounds also moved.
The jet-black furred three-tailed little beast sensed these movements, just that it didn’t know where the earth mound made of rotten wood, dried branches and sludge was drifting towards. It didn’t know whether what it awaited was good or bad.
It saw sunrise above the Great Desolate Swamp for the first time, saw the thick black clouds that were ...
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