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Chapter 327: RESUME TRAINING
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... lefield like the breath of a dying beast. Steam rose from cracked tree roots, and cinders from the earlier battle between the Nullcarvers and the Chaos practitioners still smoldered in the underbrush.
Eirana stood tall amidst the wreckage. Her silver hair clung to her sweat-slicked cheeks, her breathing calm but sharp. Behind her, seventeen Nullcarver warriors—manaless, Qi-hardened, sworn to silence and survival—stood in rigid formation, their bodies laced with the deep etchings of secre ...
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