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The Skarn village gates groaned open as Loran returned, his frame heavy with exhaustion. He supported a wounded comrade, his own arm stained with fresh blood from a deep slash. The night’s raid on the human supply train had been successful, yet costly in time; he had been gone longer than expected, forced to camp in the wilds to avoid an ambush. Now, amidst the gathered crowd receiving their injured, his green eyes scanned the faces, searching for the only one with wings—Aerel, who had surely spent the long hours fearing the worst.