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... him this time, no false comrades. Only him and the bones of the dead—shattered, broken, and forgotten by time.
The wasteland stretched out endlessly before him, a reminder of the war that had once raged here. What beings had stood here, only to be reduced to dust and ruin?
He could still feel the weight of the knowledge he had uncovered in the temple. Before stepping out into the battlefield, he had revisited a specific area within the temple: the muraled halls that depicted the ...
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