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... cked stone. Fallen disciples lay sprawled, their qi fading into mist.
And above them, five figures descended the staircase of the inner hall.
Black robes flowed around them, embroidered with faint silver threads that shimmered like living qi. Their presence pressed heavier than storms, bending the very air around them.
Elders.
Not one.
Five.
✦
Arjun’s ember flickered faintly in my arms, pulsing weak light. His whisper trembled.
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