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... he wore, carved from the skull of a Crimsonflame Lion she had slain as a youth, was a symbol of her strength, her authority and the heavy burden she was carrying.
Right now, that burden felt heavier than the mountains that flanked their ancestral lands. Many of her tribespeople had been slain by the swarm of insectoids who knew where they came from.
Her breath came in ragged gasps, the coppery taste of blood mixing with the lingering, divine scent of the spicy broth she had consu ...
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