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... rought forth a bamboo branch, which she toed through the net, allowing two of them to carry me like a wild boar hunted down in the jungle.
It wasn’t what I’d call comfortable—heck, I couldn’t even wiggle—but I kept my cool and watched as they carried me deeper into the dense forest.
The trees here weren’t just tall—they were titans, ancient and broad. And from above, I caught glimpses of Elven women leaping gracefully from branch to branch like acrobatic monkeys. Perhaps, that’s ...
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