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Ragar shifted on the bed and groaned when he felt his body sore and his head pounding harshly. It took him a moment to slowly open his eyes, realizing that he is inside a tent and no longer in the forest. He has gotten used to sleeping with the trees, clouds and grass with him that it feels different to be inside a shelter and with warmth enveloping him. Warmth. His eyes darted to his sides and he was taken aback when he saw two women naked beside him. He hissed and sat up straight, making the pounding on his head worsen from his abrupt movement. Inhaling sharply, he tried to recall exactly what happened last night. They were all drinking, celebrating their hunt since it was a lot more than they expected, more than last week's. Mythical beasts are difficult to find especially in Sinag wh