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... emains of the dead emerald eagles. Their enormous bodies lay strewn on charred ground, wings spread wide like splintered sails, eyes glazed and cold. Moonstone’s army, enormous and foreboding, remained standing, battered and cautious, about the shattered battleground. Smoke hung into the pale light, bearing the bitter smell of burned feathers and smoldering earth.
Aurelian stayed in the saddle at the head, his blue armor glinting even through the mist. His chest surged, each inhalation a ...
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