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... ds. The blood washed away with enchanted rain summoned by the city’s archdruids. What remained was not silence—but song.
Victory, after all, was rare.
The city of Elandra had stood. Barely. And though the scars still smoked and the scent of death lingered faintly in the stone, the people rejoiced.
Banners once sagging with ash now flew proudly again. Children danced barefoot in the plaza, weaving between rows of broken statues. Merchants reopened their stalls, giving out ...
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