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... ing with activity. Within, men and women moved with purpose, their faces hardened by years of survival in this harsh world. The soldiers were clad in mismatched armor, some pieces scavenged, others crafted from local materials. Their weapons were sharp and gleamed ominously under the pale light. The air was thick with the smell of burning wood, sweat, and iron, a testament to the makeshift community's resilience.
Lyerin stood tall, his golden eyes gleaming as he surveyed the scene. Behin ...
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