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... r cups, we flung the now empty vessels to the ground.
It was a time-honored tradition of the Crescent Alliance symbolizing an irreversible choice. Once shattered, the glass couldnt be pieced back togethera metaphorical crossing of the Rubicon River, ensuring there was no turning back.
Thats right. I was now standing at a point of no return.
My steps were resolute, unwavering. Whether moving forward or backward, nothing would impede my progress.
Archdukes, heed my ...
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