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The plan to take what rightfully belongs to Dimitri.
Three days later, the cold morning air was tinged with the promise of anticipation, sharpening Amelia's focus as she joined Dimitri in the quietness of their planning tent. The peace they had between them brewed a fire of determination within her now. Their minds were set on one singular mission: reclaiming the DruitGuard. Dimitri unrolled a map onto the table and scanned the outline of home territory with a gaze of steel. His jaw was set, his eyes brimming with the fierce determination of a man who knew no defeat; Amelia knew it all too well. What Cyrus and Maria now had in their possession was territory they had fought to protect, and he was determined to take it back. "We'll have to tread carefully," he started without a greeting, his voice keen and cut. "Cyrus has had ample time
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