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... lashing or the heavy thud of an enemy body hitting the ground. The battlefield was chaos. The cloaked enemies surged forward in relentless waves, their movements well-coordinated, as though they shared a single mind, each advance more precise than the last. The air buzzed with the crackle of magic and the shouts of combat, creating a deafening symphony of destruction.
Sharon gritted her teeth as another wave rushed them. Her body moved automatically, blocking an incoming blade and pivoti ...
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