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... place—usually the heart of the city, vibrant and bustling. But this time, the atmosphere was bleak. The townsfolk wore grim expressions, some simply sitting and staring at empty stalls, while children listlessly played with makeshift toys made from burlap sacks. No laughter, no noise from vendors—just silence.
Khan surveyed the crowd with a somber expression.
He let out a heavy sigh, then continued walking. Their path now led to a narrow alley flanked by crumbling buildings—some ...
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