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... he still-burning craters that littered the earth. The battlefield had turned into a graveyard of metal and steam—broken constructs, half-melted weapons, and fragments of armor scattered across a field that still pulsed faintly with residual energy.
Cain dragged {Eidwyrm} from the ground, its edge nicked and dull from hours of battle. His muscles screamed in protest, every movement slow and deliberate. His Ki reserves were nearly spent. Every breath came out as smoke in the cold air.
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