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... By the time dawn arrived, everything in the Jackalan Tribe that succumbed to the fire had burned to ash.
A thick burning stench permeated the place as black smoke billowed in the air.
Charred, curled bodies were seen strewn about. They looked as if they were poor victims of a great fire. For the Swadians who had been setting up camp not far away, every single one who died deserved it.
For the sake of the Oasis Lookout’s safety, the Jackalans had to die.
It ...
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