Fallen Ridge.
The wind and sand began to rise, carrying a hint of blood in the air.
Cui Hao sat casually on a bare rock, gnawing on some dry rations.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Cui Hao spat out the sand that had blown into his mouth.
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