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... enter of the village, the elders gathered around the sacred array—etched deep into the earth with chalk, blood, and powdered bones.
Lanterns hung from every pole, casting an eerie glow over their wrinkled faces, all stretched into joyous grins.
"It is time. The sacrifices have been offered. God Moras shall rise again."
One of them whispered, arms raised to the sky.
The others chanted in unison, fingers trembling with reverence as they poured mana into the symbols ...
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