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... ansforming into a feverish tableau of disarray. Its corridors, once the silent witnesses to centuries of poise, now shuddered under a fury so palpable it seemed to thicken the very air. Amidst this storm stood the Emperor, a colossus of scorched nerves, looming over his guards like a predator over broken prey.
"Gone?" he hissed, the word cutting through the tension like a razor. His voice didn’t merely carry; it vibrated with a lethal, serrated edge that promised ruin. "In a heartbeat? H ...
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