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... rumbled, skimming across the air. Though he hadn't quite mastered long-distance flight, he'd learned to soar for brief stretches if he launched himself high enough, speeding up what felt like an endless journey.
He'd been traveling for more than a day, and the scenery remained depressingly barren. Occasionally, he came across another Imp Mother or a Bahirath pool, where he would pause to feed and rest. His appetite seemed insatiable—every hour, he devoured around twenty imps.
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