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... A slow, deliberate clang of silver and soulsteel that echoed through the temple city’s hollow corridors.
The Great Church rose like a mountain in the heart of the city, layered in obsidian and pearl, veins of golden sigils pulsing faintly beneath its skin. Light did not merely shine here—it was forced. Bent through stained panes and mirrored halls until every shadow was branded.
No birds circled the spires. No wind touched its heights. The air was too still. Too watched.
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