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... in the marrow, thrummed with the rhythm Leon drew from the chorus. The battlefield itself had become a great, resonant instrument, each clash of flame and decree striking chords that reverberated through the Tower’s bones.
The erased did not simply rise now—they multiplied faster than the decrees could erase. For each Throne-Bearer destroyed, a dozen echoes kindled, their voices woven into Liliana’s threads, their blades reforged in Roselia’s emberlight, their wills roaring with Naval’s ...
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