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... The walls were too thin for dignity, and the benches still creaked with unfinished polish. But here they were—what was left of the beastkin alliance. Empty seats gaped like wounds around the crescent table. The banners of fallen clans and slain representatives hung limp from the rafters, reminders of how badly the Pentademonica cult’s fire had gutted them.
Dozens of beastkin nobles and officials argued beneath the dim glow of crystal lamps. Their voices clashed, a discordant symphony of ...
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