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... quiet as a realm without day or night could ever be.
The seven-colored light that had once radiated from Andromalius had long since faded, leaving only scattered crystal fragments that glimmered faintly across the darkened ground.
The air was thick and strangely sweet, laced with lingering traces of magic dust that drifted through the air like glowing mist.
Sylvia slowly lowered herself to the blackened earth. A soft crack echoed as smal ...
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