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... , not daring to step foot into the mighty storm . Yet in the far west, the door was open as one man entered the tall courtyard, his hair and robes fluttering madly within the whistling wind as bamboo leaves swirled in the air .
“The weather…turned bad . His lips curved as he tilted his head to the sky, black clouds allowing only a hint of silver light as it slowly disappeared among the landscape outside of the small town . “Things… have changed . ”
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