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... iciency of someone who had done this a hundred times before.
Luca followed, staying hidden in the trees, watching as the former matriarch of the village transformed into something else entirely.
She reached one of the rope bridges that connected two massive treehouses.
The bridge that had seen better days, as Luca could see the frayed ropes from where he stood, the weathered planks that creaked ominously when anyone crossed.
It was only a matter of time before som ...
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