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... the dawn, one for the oath, one for the march.
Elves assembled in formation below: the silver-clad archers, the warden knights, the druids cloaked in living bark.
Nysha's crimson cloak rippled as she looked down at them. "They're ready."
"Then we begin."
As Lindarion stepped forward, a ripple of silence spread through the crowd. Every eye turned upward to the terrace.
He raised his hand slightly, not in command, but in acknowledgment. "Sons and daughters o ...
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