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CHAPTER 118: BATTLEFIELD OF BONES

HARPER'S POV

The stench hits me before I even see them. Smoke, blood, burnt hair, something else I can't place. Something sharp and wrong and thick in the back of my throat. It burns. I swallow hard and keep walking.

The air still smells like ash when I step into camp, my boots crunching down ...