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Riya and Mike
The bob cut woman shouted at the rider of the carriage, hoping to gain his attention, but was ignored as his ears were blocked by a liume phone, maybe he was trying to receive a signal and call his master or employer, but that didn’t give him any right to ignore a female in the middle of the desert. The female gave up trying to get the rider’s attention and decided to simply store it in her store from the system. But a random thought passed through her head and she decided to head to the left, the direction from which the carriage was passing in. A small village surrounding the desert, filled with the best craftspeople and, most of all, blacksmiths. Weapons were either broken, misplaced, destroyed, or even stolen, making the blacksmiths cry in dismay as they saw their creations and work
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