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... Arbiter of the werewolves, instantly commanded the attention of everyone present in the coliseum. Though his tone was measured and formal, each word carried immense authority and reverence. His voice didn’t need to rise above a steady pitch; it simply rippled through the crowd like an unseen force, bringing the chaos to a respectful stillness.
There were no cheers, no claps... only silence. A shared silence that bore the weight of tradition, power, and sacred expectation, as well as adm ...
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