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... . These magical steeds hovered a few inches off the ground, their hooves never touching the ground. They moved faster than a rushing river, obscuring the green trees and open plains into a smear of color.
Kairos rode at the front. The wind whipped his dark hair back. He didn’t feel the usual nervous flutter in his stomach. For the first time in his life, riding toward a monster attack didn’t feel like a desperate gamble. It felt like a simple job.
Smoke painted the eastern sky. I ...
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