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No matter how long the night was, it had to go.

It was early in the morning, and raindrops dripped down from the mountains. The rain was fine and misty, not like summer rain, but like spring rain.

It was daybreak, and the surroundings of the volcano was filled with the thick smell of roasted snakes and roasted bugs. The insects and snakes had clearly decreased greatly