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... Even the elders, who were supposed to be powerful and composed, were trembling in fear. They knew all too well who Dryden was and what he was capable of.
Dryden's long white hair flowed behind him, his eyes glinting with determination as he surveyed the Plague Sect beneath him. He wore a long black robe with golden trimmings, and on his back was a sheathed sword, its hilt studded with jewels. As he descended, the air around him crackled with power, causing the ground to shake and dust t ...
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