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... orted light and air, soaking into the bones of the world.
The valley held its breath as the Shatterveil twisted, bending like iron warped by heat, and hate.
Nero held his ground in its center, eyes blazing with determination, his fingers curling around his wand.
He was like drawn steel, every muscle tense, ready to strike.
Malrik faced him, silver eyes gleaming with anticipation, a cruel smile playing at his lips.
Around them, the Black Talons stood at the ...
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