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Chapter 48: Hollow Pack
The road out of Ashmark went northeast. It started in low marsh, then gradually climbed into the rocky scrub that marked the Badlands’ drier middle ground. The convoy kept to cart speed, slow enough that Beorn could separate the sounds of iron rims striking stone, harness straps pulling under load, and the steady rhythm of fifty militia walking in formation.
He and Aestrith rode ahead of the main column, positioned between the forward scouts and the engine carts. The boiler sat secured on the first heavy cart, bound tight with chain to prevent shift.
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