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... he fields a soft, tired gold. His pouch clinked with each step—forty silver from the bandit bounty, plus a handful of rings and potions he’d sell later. The mage’s staff was strapped across his back beside the Storm Axe, its weight familiar, faintly alive, as if it still remembered the fight. The new sword rode easy at his hip—balanced, honest steel.
His body ached in quiet ways. Bruised ribs where the bandit leader’s boot had landed. A burn along his arm from a fireball that had come to ...
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