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... d in the roots, walls, and air itself.
No one moved or spoke.
They simply stood there with the gravity of the storm god's final words crushing down on them.
Aesa lowered her arms slowly, the frost around her fingers dimming into pale mist.
"Devours dying gods… puppets them… envelopes worlds…".
The words circled her mind like a curse she had once heard spoken long ago in a battlefield full of ice and corpses.
Her breath came out uneven now, leaving ...
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