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... nt, grieving roar of the crags. When they moved, it was with a purpose that cut through the oppressive atmosphere.
They advanced into the heart of the wind’s domain. The rocky shelf gave way to a narrow, twisting canyon, the walls sheer and polished smooth by centuries of abrasive gusts. Here, the wind wasn’t just a force; it was a sentry. It coiled around them, probing, testing. Seraphina walked at the front, her hand on her sword, her newly awakened Oath a subtle pressure in the air ar ...
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