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... rth, black blood seeped through cracks in the stone, and broken limbs of Orcs and wargs were strewn like grotesque decorations after a cursed feast.
Sylas strolled through the wreckage, his wand crackling faintly as it dispatched the last writhing Orcs and snarling wrags with swift, magical precision. His robes were dusty, his expression calm, as if he were merely pruning a garden rather than clearing a battlefield.
When he reached the mangled body of the Orc commander, he raised ...
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