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... Wall Fortress]
Smoke clung to the air—thin, metallic, and laced with the bitter scent of extinguished fire and fresh blood. The Black Wall had fallen, but it was not silent. Not yet.
Boots thudded along the stone corridors as Elorian soldiers swept the fortress, dragging out hidden Meren fighters, securing armories, and inspecting tunnels. The fortress groaned with the aftermath of battle—rustling banners, clattering equipment, and the occasional groan from wounded capt ...
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