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... d, unwelcoming, wind howling like wolves as he rode through Ranevia’s southern pass. His black robes fluttered behind him, the fur-lined mantle over his shoulders heavy with frost. His steed’s hooves struck hardened ice, each clop echoing against the stone walls and the broken buildings.
And then... the scent.
Metallic. Wet. Familiar.
Blood.
The road ahead was stained in it—crimson streaks across the white snow. The corpses came into view next. Dozens at first. Th ...
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