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... e—stood battered and silent as its true heritage lay plundered. Wu Kuan and his companions, cloaked in sorrow’s pallor, watched the culprits and their aide vanish down the crumbled courtyard. Shards of memory and inherited glory slipped from their grasp like sand through trembling fingers. The disciples—youthful, bright with latent promise—bled hope, faces downcast as though their very spirit had been plucked from them. The elders, their brows furrowed and breath heavy, trembled at the loss of s ...
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