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... insignias that glowed faintly in the lantern light. Sunny walked ahead, March sticking close enough that their footsteps fell in sync. The air smelled like polished metal and incense — an odd combination that somehow worked.
March tilted her head as they walked.
"This place looks... familiar. Not in a literal way, but in a... ’I’ve seen this in stories’ kind of way."
Sunny hummed.
"The cultivation subgenre."
Her eyes brightened.
"Yes! That."
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