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... low igniting the newly conquered western camp. The manor loomed back at the heart of his original settlement, linked by a dirt path to this ramshackle outpost now under Mara's fortification. Sixty thousand subjects buzzed—warriors patrolling, crafters reinforcing, and scouts mapping the next target. Kael stood atop a crude watchtower in the captured territory, the Stormforged Blade in one hand, the Iron Lance in the other, his flirty smirk as unshaken as ever. < ...
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