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... mall groups of huts that used to house small families of hunters that lived disconnected from society. Since very few people would or could adapt to such a harsh lifestyle, it made the perfect place for the Emissaries of Death to create a footing.
Harpers eyes transitioned into an even brighter blue as she activated her spectral vision. Dozens of glowing blue flames appeared in front of her, all scattered about hidden in shacks or in trees, some were even beneath the snow. Of course, eac ...
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