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The Poisonous Mist
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They continued walking after the dangerous river crossing. Their clothes were still damp and heavy. Seraphine leaned more on Kane now. Her wound throbbed with every step. The three-day time limit felt like a dark cloud hanging over them.

Vesper checked the bark map again. “We have already used most of the first day,” she said quietly. “We must keep moving, but we cannot make mistakes. My people… they are waiting.”

Kane nodded. He kept one arm around Seraphine. “We go slow and safe. No rushing
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