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... elds, still blackened from the fires, faded behind them, giving way to gold-streaked plains where wheat and wild grass rolled in the wind.
The sun was high, heat shimmering over the horizon, but the column moved without pause — carts rattling, boots drumming a relentless beat into the earth.
Lan rode at the front, not because he needed to, but because the sight of him was enough to hold the entire line steady.
They moved like a tide, not fast but impossible to stop.
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