Night descended over the Gloomwood, draping the ancient canopy in a mantle of deep indigo velvet pierced by countless brilliant stars. In the sheltered depression along the Willowbrook, the Vanguard established a fortified bivouac. Earthwork ramparts had been hastily thrown up by the legionnaires, spiked wooden palisades anchored the perimeter, and sentry bonfires cast long, dancing shadows across the cleared ground. The fifty rescued refugees had been housed in the…
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