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... nced a national tragedy.
Seol-ah, whose golden eyes held all the mercy and compromise of a particularly unforgiving glacier, simply pointed one elegant finger toward the imposing hill that loomed ahead of us like a disgruntled titan.
"Climb," she repeated, with the serene certainty of someone who knows they won't be the one doing the climbing. "No mana allowed."
The hill—though 'hill' was rather like calling a shark a 'swimming thing with teeth'—thrust upward with jagged ...
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