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... ara Plains
The wind swept across the grasslands of the plains, rustling Ram's black hood.
Though a helmet covered his face beneath the hood, he instinctively gripped it tightly with one hand.
It was a habit he had picked up in just a few days.
“Keep your eyes sharp, boy.”
General Terdin called Ram "boy."
He consciously avoided using Ram's name and rarely referred to him as "Shadow" either.
Ram didn’t mind.
When Terdin spoke to him, ...
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