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... sunlight struggled through the smoke that still drifted across the battlefield, washing the ruins in a sickly gold. The wind had changed; it no longer carried the smell of death, only the bitter tang of burnt metal and cold ash.
Ryon awoke to the weight of silence.
He lay in the tent the healers had raised over what was once the command hill, a structure of torn canvas and stitched light. His body felt heavy — every limb a memory of pain. The world swayed when he tried to move. H ...
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