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Chapter171:The Forest Moves Closer
Author: Landing Vale
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Night did not fall.

It advanced.

The blackness rolled down the valley as if some enormous hand had poured ink across the sky. With it came cold, not the honest cold of Wintervale that bit your nose and made Nia smug, but a soul-cold that suggested warmth had been a temporary administrative error.

Shadowmoon and the others formed a ring inside Elias's barrier. Their swords glowed violet. Their faces were calm because soldiers learned early that terror was private property.

The forest came for th
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