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... emn tension in the air.
Robed figures stood in the midst of it, expressions hardened from the trying times thrown at them mercilessly.
What stood befall them was a raging dragon. Bound with blood and thorns, blood oozing down its scales like an ichor of gold. Low growls escaping her tired maw.
Her eyes pulsed with the passing of time, withholding the pain that threatened to crack the mask of regality that exuded her.
She was a high-ranking Beast, a named one with ...
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