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... oup dragged their feet forward through the new terrain. It was a field of tall, gray grass that was lathered in a sticky substance, making it arduous to push through in its bountiful nature.
It was the "gimmick" of the quadrant that Macheo had told them about in a passing conversation during their travels; the terrain was constantly changing from place to place, leaving little room for adjustment and constantly keeping them on their toes.
All around them, the sounds of sly, slith ...
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