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Chapter 121: Now, just hand over all of those riches, and we might spare you.
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The camp was alive with grim activity as the first light of dawn cast a dim, eerie glow over the valley.

Guards moved about with stern expressions, dragging a line of boys and grown men from their tents.

Their hands were bound, and their faces were etched with hopelessness as they were herded towards the nearby mine.

The camp, it seemed, was not just a hideout for the bandits but a hub for forced labor, where the strong preyed on the weak to extract the valley's riches.

The guards pushed and prodded the prisoners, who stumbled forward, their bodies already weakened from previous days of grueling work.

The sound of chains clinking and the shuffling of feet filled the air, mingling with the distant clang of pickaxes striking rock from the depths of the mine.

The mine's entrance loomed like a mouth ready to swallow them whole, its darkness a stark contrast to the cold morning light.

In his tent, Vakar, the Vulture of the Valley, was engaged in a hushed conversation with a man dressed enti
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