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In the untamed wilderness, Sesshomaru and his human companion pressed forward, their eyes fixed on a distant destination. As the sun began its descent, casting a golden hue across the horizon, Sesshomaru acknowledged the encroaching nightfall. Halting abruptly, he turned to face his companion, his voice resonating with authority. "The hour grows late," his words carried a commanding tone, disrupting the tranquil ambiance. Leading them to a forest clearing, Sesshomaru selected a space that would serve as their temporary haven. With unwavering determination, he instructed Jaken to kindle the fire, his sword finding a resting place against a sturdy tree. Seating himself on the soft grass, he drew a measured breath, begrudging the abrupt halt, but recognizing the necessity for rest, both for his companion and their loyal companion, Jaken.
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