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... upon the black ridge of a half-drowned temple, seawater dripping from his shoulders as though his very flesh was part of the tide. Around him lay the ruins of the harbor—a graveyard of shattered ships, drowned bells, and corpses tangled in seaweed. The city that had defied him for centuries was no more than an outline beneath the waves.
And still, he was not satisfied.
The mortal world had only tasted a drop of his will. The depths within him, the legacy of Thalorin coiled with ...
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