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... yone’s probably still asleep," Miguel remarked, glancing up at the dim sky. Ian nodded in agreement and turned to look behind him. The centurions, catching his gaze, stepped forward.

"When we arrive, drop your gear and get some rest. Sorting and checking the supplies can wait until after you’ve had some sleep."

"Yes, Great Warrior," the centurions responded, nodding in unison.

Even their faces showed faint traces of exhaustion. Despite the blessings and riding on horsebac ...

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