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... mysterious figure standing in the heart of the blizzard. The man before him looked no older than twenty, but his eyes told a different story. They carried a sharpness and depth that Anglius had only seen in war-hardened veterans—men who had survived countless battles, endured unspeakable hardship, and seen the worst that life had to offer. It was not the gaze of a child. It was the gaze of someone who had walked through hell and returned with the resolve of steel.
The young man didn’t sp ...
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