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... n the stone seemed stained. Firelight from braziers and torches cast a hellish glow across the structure.
Turrets lined the walls not sleek, mana-driven cannons like Valery’s, but brutal mechanical engines shaped like jaws. Their slow, deliberate rotation was meant to terrorize as much as kill.
Rows of soldiers marched below not in standard armor.
Silas leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. "Are those... knight suits?"
He tapped something on his wrist, snapping rapi ...
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