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... ing roads that lined the cliffs of Arcadia’s western edge. Their horses raced along the dirt path, kicking up clouds of dust behind them.
They could feel the pressure of time pushing them forward—each heartbeat meant they were farther away from catching the Oakenshaw convoy and giving Luther a chance to escape without anyone knowing.
"We’re close!" Jasper called over the wind, pointing to a faint shimmer of movement down the slope ahead. "I see them—by the river bend!"
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