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The Vexan village gates groaned open as Scar 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 heist had been successful, yet costly in time; he had been gone longer than expected, camping out to avoid ambush. Now, amidst the gathered crowd receiving their injured, his green eyes scanned the faces, searching for the only one with wings—Grian, who undoubtedly feared the worst.