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... en, caught mid-breath, when the mysterious figure in gray armor casually strolled onto the battlefield.
Yes—strolled, as if taking a scenic walk through a garden rather than stepping into a warzone.
Each time the figure lazily swung his weapon, the gray dwarves in his path were sliced apart like soggy parchment. No clash of steel, no dramatic resistance—just clean, efficient devastation.
Yaral flinched instinctively.
She had seen power before. But this? This was t ...
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