FIFTY-SIX

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After hours of rowing through the river Ragnar, Niko and Emyr finally banked the boat in between two wisteria trees as they got off, taking Caspian with them. The river branched into a much smaller, shallower stream as they left the boat behind and continued trudging through the warm waters on foot until they were climbing up a small cliff by the help of vines hanging from the trees. And that was when they were standing on top of a flat cliff, barren of any trees or vegetation, except for the tender grass beneath their feet. Caspian stood slightly behind the two dragons as he looked between them. "Okay, what know?" He asked dumbfounded. Niko and Emyr exchanged small smirks before Niko sauntered off towards the edge of the cliff and brought his hands to his mouth to whistle loudly. "As

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