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... > In Silvermoon City, at the eighty-first step of the Sky Ascension Staircase.
A middle-aged man, dressed in a silver crane-patterned robe and wearing a blue headdress, spoke aloud. His voice wasn’t particularly loud, yet it resonated in all directions like surging waves, exploding in the ears of those present.
Below the Sky Ascension Staircase, the spectators held their breath, their eyes glued to the scene, too tense to speak.
Those queuing on the staircase raised their ...
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