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... middle-aged man rode atop an emaciated horse, his head hanging low.
If not for his faint, ragged breaths, one might have mistaken him for a corpse slumped in the saddle.
Suddenly, a cloud of dust swept past, and the man instinctively drew in a breath.
’Cough—!’
His head snapped up as he choked, coughing violently as the dust filled his lungs. The bitter taste of ash coated his tongue.
His eyes opened, revealing deep crimson pupils.
They gleamed lik ...
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