Qin Hu and Qin An, shrinking into themselves against the wind, ran out of the camp and stepped forward through the thick, heavy snow.
The frail Qin An was careless for a moment and was knocked flat by a violent gust of wind.
The two sentries on changing guard saw them come out, exchanged a gloomy smirk, scooped up two handfuls of snow to put out the warming campfire, and then ducked back into their tent.
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