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... watched the stone pathways fill with order. Blood had long dried in the cracks between bricks. The scorched flags of Astrea had been torn down, replaced with clean black cloth—simple, unmarked, awaiting his true banner.
For now, the city held its breath.
But not in fear.
In transition.
Below, human workers stacked bricks, painted signs, and scrubbed the walls where fire once kissed too deeply. Goblins patrolled alongside them, not snarling, not barking orders. Jus ...
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