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... zion’s ultimatum was far more suffocating than the thunderous roar of the magma surging beneath the obsidian bridge. In the heart of a hall saturated with the crushing weight of Dragon Fear, Roland Sudrath stood his ground, a lone pillar of calm. Yet, he knew better than anyone that words alone would never be enough to dismantle the thousand-year-old walls of draconic arrogance. The Emperor demanded proof, and that proof did not lie in Roland’s hands.
Roland shifted his gaze slightly to ...
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