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... the storm that was about to arrive. The waning sunlight weakly scattered across the desolate land of the Ahornblatt Province, its glow no longer a warm comfort but carrying a hint of desolation, coating every inch of the land in a faint golden-red hue.
Surrounding were broken walls and scorched earth, the once prosperous village now just a pile of ruins. The wind whistled through the broken eaves with a sobbing sound, as if the souls of countless Cyart people were whispering, telling tal ...
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