"Another new day."

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, awakening Ogre from his meditation.

Though it wasn't his first time witnessing the dawn's glow, he still found beauty in nature's display.

In truth, the purple dawn was a daily occurrence, but few had the leisure to appreciate it.

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Rising from the Demon Claw Eagle's nest, Ogre glanced at the disguise materials he'd left to set overnight.

With limited resources, he'd have to make do.

This time, his disguise would be somewhat unique, requiring no major alterations.

"Better eat something first." After a night of training and meditation, his stomach was understandably hungry.

Since the disguise materials were makeshift, so too would be his breakfast, sourced from his surroundings.

He planned to eat Demon Claw Eagle eggs and wings.

The approaching winter made storing food outdoors quite easy.

Gathering some dry wood, Ogre brought up the Demon Claw Eagle's nest—it was perfect for kindling a fire.

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