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... were stained gray. He was sitting near the middle of it, his hands folded together.
He took in a deep breath and then let it out.
A single tear dripped down his face, falling to the roof silently, like the last light of evening fading into darkness.
Probus was dead.
"My friend… my brother…" Trajan's hands trembled as he looked at them with his energy vision, hands he clenched together and held around himself, hugging himself.
"What ...
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