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... air seemed saturated with a strange tension, as though the land itself was holding its breath. Rin stood at the edge of a craggy precipice, overlooking a desolate valley. The valley had once been the site of an epic battle between two great sects—now only the bones of fallen cultivators and the rusted remnants of their weapons remained, scattered among the ashen soil like the forgotten remnants of time.
It was here, amid the broken and shattered, that the strange figure appeared.
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