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... were left speechless. Part of it was that he was an elf, and part of it was the realization that the high elder they had believed to be a legend truly existed. But those were trivial compared to the real reason: they were overwhelmed.
Endymion’s eyes were calm and deep, his posture relaxed and unguarded. There was nothing outwardly threatening about him, yet every warrior present thought of a single word when they looked at Endymion: perfection.
There were no openings or weaknes ...
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