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... of the altar in Valdenmeer.
His steps were steady, yet his mind roared like an uncontrollable storm, battling against the forced calmness. He revealed nothing on his face, but within his chest, a pressure grew—stemming not from an enemy, nor from magic, but from two figures who should be strangers, yet evoked a silence too profound to ignore.
At the top of the hill overlooking the town, Fitran came to a stop.
Amidst the gentle whisper of ...
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