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... to what used to be a dormitory. Their boots scraped against the sand, clothes soaked in blood and dust. Brann still carried the unconscious Kael on his back. Adam, standing at the rear, felt the weight of the makeshift guards’ stares at the gate.
They said nothing. Just nodded, and in their eyes shimmered something more than relief—hope. As if the sight of returning comrades gave them a fleeting sense that perhaps not all was lost.
They entered slowly, exhausted, wounded. The mai ...
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