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... Wastes, casting the sky in hues of crimson and ash. Thalen stood alone on a broken ridge, the remnants of the training field behind him now scorched and torn. His breathing was heavy, shallow. His clothes were drenched in sweat, and the once-pristine blade he wielded trembled in his grasp.
"Again," came the voice.
A cold gust of wind blew down the cliffside, carrying with it the gravelly command of Seraine, one of the nine SSS Heroes. Cloaked in a storm-grey mantle, she approache ...
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