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... ve, a dozen tribespeople in tattered grass skirts gathered around a fire, their eyes devoid of any hope.
Among them, many were sallow and thin, clearly often going hungry.
Only one middle-aged man was relatively robust, but he had lost his left arm, greatly reducing his combat power.
One of the women squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, and said, "Over a hundred tribesfolk fled, and now only a few of us are left. If this continues, we won't survive either."
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