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... ly sealed the ground yet. A thin, dirty layer clung to the roots and rocks, soft enough to take prints and hard enough to keep them clear.
It was the kind of weather that made normal beastmen curl up around a fire, but the group creeping through the trees that day was not normal.
They moved with trained steps, muscles wrapped in dull brown furs that did not rustle.
Even their breaths were thin and careful as they crouched behind a boulder and looked toward the village tha ...
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