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... Green lights in Seraphina’s consciousness as each position acknowledged.
First Line - ready. Archer positions - manned. Trap zones - armed. Reserve units - standing by.
Beside her, Lyra studied the tactical map with intense focus, her golden eyes tracking troop positions marked with colored stones. A communication crystal sat at her elbow, but the telepathic network was faster, more reliable, harder to disrupt.
"First Line commanders," Lyra’s voice joined the network—Sera ...
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