Chapter 65: The Traitor
Twin moons blessed the forest with their light that night, the green foliage sprinkled with sparkles of magenta and yellow dancing under the silver and golden shine descending from the skies. Even in the dark, the woods of Mordal were a sight to behold, the canopy often opening to gorgeous vistas of the mountain chain sprinkled by small settlements. Even more gorgeous was the glimmer on the distant towers of Borderline City, the megalopolis that, from the mountainside, seemed like little more than a pile of tiny bronze sticks. It was perfectly comprehensible that adventurers tended to see that planet as the perfect destination for a romantic escapade or for natural tourism. Still, as Gahagan used his combat knife to open way through the colorful foliage, he saw none of that. The human ey
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