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... dge of the Sunfire Hall, the radiant light of his sect's sacred flames illuminating his face. The tension in the air was palpable. His forces, vast and eager for revenge, were ready to march into the territory of Wang Jian and crush whatever stood in their way. Victory seemed inevitable-until the messenger arrived.
With hurried, frantic steps, a young warrior entered the hall, his face pale and his breath ragged. He knelt before Feng Xuan, bowing his head low.
"Young Sovereign," ...
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