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... been mistaken for the wind. The leaves shivered, and the branches swayed, their movements erratic and unnatural.
A strange quiet settled over the hidden horde.
The usual sounds of battle above—the screeching of harpies, the gusts of slicing wind—seemed to dull, muffled by some invisible force.
Volk’s brow furrowed. His glowing eyes scanned the canopy, sensing something amiss.
The Orcs and Ogres in the branches froze, gripping their weapons tighter as an eerie tens ...
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