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... with violence.
With authority.
A circular sigil, vast and ancient, burned across the clouds—etched in gold and draconic runes older than any human kingdom. The air trembled beneath its weight.
Ethan stood on the highest balcony of the Dominion fortress, frost-laced wind tugging at his coat.
Lysarra stood to his left, her white hair flowing like winter silk, wings partially unfurled in restrained agitation.
Kaelith leaned against a broken pillar on his righ ...
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