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... victory. The Arbiter was gone, consumed by the abyss, yet the balance of existence remained fractured. The very air around him seemed to waver, struggling to decide whether to collapse or reshape itself around his will.
The battlefield had vanished, replaced by an endless expanse of shadows stretching beyond comprehension. There was no sky, no earth—only the abyss, shifting and writhing in anticipation.
Then, the whispers came.
"The Throne... the Throne must be claimed.. ...
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