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... arred with the evidence of endless conflict. Cracked stones, broken weapons, craters gouged from desperate spellfire. The scent of scorched mana and churned soil hung thick in the air.
And bodies.
Not dead—this wasn't that kind of bloodsport. But the number of contestants who lay disqualified by his hand… well, it was beginning to look like a battlefield all the same.
More than one hundred.
He had counted loosely, somewhere between dodging a flame-slinger's barrag ...
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