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... m brewed. The clouds themselves recoiled, warping around a beam of celestial fire that speared downward and struck the Heartspire Citadel.
Every ward flared to life. Every loyal entity stirred with unease.
He had returned.
The divine envoy—now cloaked in cracked light and solemn divinity—walked through the blackened halls unchallenged. Not because he couldn’t be stopped. But because Darius waited for him.
They met atop the throne of bones and data, surrounded by b ...
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