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... ground.
A black steed blew out its breath noisily, stopping before a broken stretch of road, the breath from its nostrils turning into white mist in the air, slowly drifting away.
"Master, there's been a landslide up ahead; the road is blocked, and we can't get across," said a young girl dressed in coarse hemp clothes, seated on the cart frame. She looked towards the tall figure seated in the carriage with a fanatical gleam in her eyes, as if looking upon a deity!
"Damn, ...
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