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... the faint haze of yesterday's battle. The manor stood resolute, its triple-layered walls scarred but unbroken, while the settlement buzzed with a victorious hum. Fifty thousand subjects moved with purpose—warriors stacking bodies, healers tending wounds, and crafters repairing gear. Kael lounged against the manor's gate, the Stormforged Blade propped beside him, its lightning edge still crackling faintly. His flirty smirk held firm, unshaken by the blood on his boots.
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