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... the shattered wall on the second floor of the palace, wind tugging at the loose ends of my uniform, carrying with it the scent of ash, blood, and smoke. Below me, the courtyard was chaos incarnate—shouting, steel, and shadow twisted together in a relentless dance of war.
And then I saw her.
The spider nun.
All limbs and shrieking fury, her grotesque form lunged downward from the high ramparts with terrifying speed, crashing into Draegon like a falling mountain. The impac ...
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