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... er ceremonial armor gleaming in the pre-dawn light. Seven thousand warriors stood in perfect formation, their silver armor catching the light of the fading moons, spears and bows ready. The air was thick with anticipation as she raised her hand, calling for silence.
"Warriors of Moonlight," her voice carried across the gathering without effort, clear and commanding. "For three centuries, we have nurtured the southeastern forests, bound them to our realm not through conquest alone, but th ...
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