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... of battle like the chill edge of his blade. It was a command that brooked no argument, pulling everyone into perfect focus. The three chancellors—Lisanor, Elysior, and Balthus—stepped forward in response, their faces solemn and determined. They moved as if they were a single being, each raising their hands, the air thrumming with latent power. Together, they clapped—a single, resonant sound that reverberated off the stone walls, shaking loose the dust that had settled over centuries. The resona ...
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