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... ow eyes glowed brighter now, threads of silver memory weaving from its body into the very ground beneath their feet. The air around it trembled—not with rage or hunger, but with the heavy weight of purpose.
Argolaith stepped forward, sword in hand, the root fragment at his hip burning hotter than ever before.
The guardian raised its hand once—palm outward, fingers splayed like the reaching branches of a dead tree.
A voice, deep and ancient, spoke—
Not through soun ...
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