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... ek pulled the Glamer Holy Sword free.
Silas’s body weathered and crumbled with startling speed, turning to dust beneath Aurek’s boots—a once-dazzling star, returned to the earth’s embrace.
He turned away and flew back to the high dais of the Votive Altar.
Behind him, the Mountain Shieldbearers formed ranks once more, their heavy steps reweaving an iron bulwark.
Josephine drew a long breath, smoothed the pleats of her gown, quelled every ripple of emotion, and bowe ...
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