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Chapter 8: Arrival at Orlu
Author: Triple A
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Tall red walls stretched as far as the eye could see, built from hardened earth and reinforced with stone, wood, and iron. The walls towered high, crowned with sharp stakes at the top. Thick wooden gates, carved with intricate patterns, stood proudly at the entrance, guarded by soldiers in gleaming armor.

Ikenna slowed his steps behind the carts, his cloudy eyes widening as he took in the grandeur. Even he, who rarely showed emotion since his mother’s death, couldn't hide his astonishment. The walls were like nothing he had ever seen before—sturdy, unyielding, and majestic. Only the gods could bring down such walls.

The wall wasn't just high; it was also wide and thick enough to accommodate soldiers patrolling on top. As they walked past the gates, he saw wooden and clay steps built into the walls, allowing soldiers to move up and down easily.

"Is this... all for one kingdom?" Chizaram whispered beside him, her voice filled with wonder.

"It must be," Ikenna muttered. "No village needs
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