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The Farus family army camp covered in the quiet embrace of the night. The soldiers, standing in a solemn, round formation, created an eerie contrast to the darkness that surrounded them.
In the heart of this grim army camp, lay a grotesque centrepiece—"a meatball-like" mass with two human heads protruding from its misshapen surface. Time itself seemed to hang in the balance as the cold winds whispered through the camp.
Princess Amara, wise and resolute, stood at the centre of this macabre scene. Her presence commanded attention, and the soldiers looked to her for guidance. Her eyes, usually filled with determination, now glistened with the hint of tears, reflecting the anguish that gripped her heart. As the leader of the Farus family's mission in India, the weight of responsibility bore heavily upon her shoulders.
