This chapter is still a work of progress. Things may change... like the poem...
Anyways, I want your thoughts and comments.
Darude, standing still on the hill, watches as the young man notices him. The man waves in his direction before halting the Armored Vermis at the edge of the caravan. He senses mana swell from the man and seep throughout the Vermis. Afterwards, like a [Coachman], he departs his vehicle and walks...
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