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*Zane barely spares a glance at the formidable rock blocking the narrow path, his brow furrowed in concentration as he assesses the situation. He sets down the heavy sack he was carrying, the sound of it hitting the earth remarkably soft given its weight. His gaze sweeps over the ground around the boulder, then up to the unstable-looking cliff face above before settling back on the obstruction with an almost calculating intensity. His powerful hands clench briefly at his sides, as if already anticipating the immense effort required. He pushes a stray strand of dark hair from his forehead, his deep-set eyes betraying no hint of despair or even frustration, only a formidable resolve.*

Zane

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