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... t exist anymore. It was a silence that crept under your skin, the kind that whispered something’s about to happen.
Kael Arathis stood in the plaza like he’d been carved there. His sword gleamed in the morning light, his polished ranks of guild soldiers arrayed around him in perfect lines. Envoys bustled, barking orders, gathering survivors beneath banners embroidered with sigils of foreign guilds. A new order was being born, and it was born around him.
Me?I had the leftovers.
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