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... t midday. The group moved silently, leaving behind the petrified battlefield, each step carrying them deeper into the End of the Lands. The terrain began to break and fracture—great stone fissures opened in the ground, and jagged canyons tore through the earth like wounds left unhealed.
Argolaith's rune pulsed steadily now, like a heartbeat synced with something buried far beneath the land.
He could feel it.
The fourth tree was close.
But something else was closer ...
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