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... us echoes dissolving into the brooding winds that whispered through the ruined valleys. Far from the chaos of Ghost Village, in the shrouded cliffs of Elvareth Hollow deep in the Swarm Province, a lone figure stood atop a jagged stone, her cloak tattered, face stained with blood and shadow.
Coris Bendly.
The name once revered by the Ghost Force. A name once etched in loyalty and fire. Now, it lingered like ash, whispered by the winds that carried betrayal at heart.
Coris ...
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