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... silent.
Golden lamps still hummed. Shadows still crawled across the circular dais. But the air, once filled with argument, ambition, and amusement, had gone brittle, like glass stretched too thin.
Elder Derek was the first to break.
He did not speak.
His blue eyes, usually burning with confidence, widened as the image on the scrying screen sharpened, Bahamut standing upright, blindfold discarded, red eyes glowing against a shroud of death-dark aura.
Derek ...
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