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CHAPTER 48: ZAMAHAN SISTERS
Author: Royal Red
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CHAPTER 48: ZAMAHAN SISTERS

Darla

The journey towards the Great City was beginning to feel longer than I had anticipated.

We were currently steering towards the southern side of the territory, passing through a narrow gulch surrounded by enormous rocks and thick vegetation. According to the information we had gathered, the Great City was possibly located somewhere within the vast southeastern region. Unfortunately, knowing where we were supposed to go and actually finding our way there were
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