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Across the Charville, the Kimoran troops experienced a wind that picked up in strength as the billowing cumulus clouds moved from the east towards their campsite.
“If their tents aren’t yet erected, leave them packed up until this storm passes,” yelled Kazak over the wind. “For tents that are up, hammer in extra stakes and weight them down as much as possible. I don’t like the feel of this.”
She turned to find Marlene at her elbow, who leaned over to shout in her ear. “You don’t like the feel because it’s not natural. There is a powerful shaman at work somewhere nearby. A shaman and… something else.” She straightened up and c****d her head as she let the wind flow over and around her. Then she leant back in and shouted. “I think… Yes. I think I detect the workings of a sorcerer. The
