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... he scent of damp stone and the metallic tang of anticipation. High above the canyon floor, hidden among the rocky outcrops, Duke Marveil’s forces lay in wait.
Mages crouched behind illusionary barriers, their fingers tracing silent runes in the air, ready to unleash storms of fire. Archers nocked arrows tipped with paralyzing venom, their breaths steady, their eyes locked on the narrow passage below. Boulders, enchanted to shatter upon impact, perched precariously on the cliff edges, hel ...
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