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... No proclamation.
Just thirty-six riders and a silence that clung like ash. The fog behind them faded with each step, but none of them looked back. They didn’t speak of what had happened—not the battle, not the keeper, not the seal. Words felt small now. The kind of small that didn’t belong in the mouth of a survivor.
Leon rode at the front.
Elena was beside him.
The others followed in scattered order, weapons strapped close, eyes always moving. It was no longer a ...
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