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... surface distracted her from the stark prophecies that had unfolded.
Steeling herself, Triss focused, knitting her brows, “Epopteia!” She invoked the spell and the essence of Proleptis materialised in her palms. Aurora’s eyes widened as she studied the essence with genuine wonder.
"I... I saw death. So much death, on a scale I can't even... The streets they were just filled with them. Humans, elves, Wildren... everyone. Their bodies... just lying there. And the ones who were left ...
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