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... It wasn’t forged, it was grown, shaped by a force that understood both metal and life, roots of blackened steel intertwining with veins of silver mana that pulsed like arteries.
Each heartbeat of light echoed faintly through the vault, deep and slow, as if it were the breath of something buried far below.
Lindarion stood before it in silence, hand resting lightly on the hilt of his blade. His golden eyes reflected the shifting sigils crawling across the surface of the gate, runes ...
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