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The sky above the Fifth Gate burned red. Smoke curled through the air like serpents, and fire raged across the battlefield. Dragos stood tall on the frontlines, his cape swaying behind him, his eyes narrow and calm—like thunder waiting to strike.
He raised one hand slowly.
"Go."
The command was low, barely above a whisper, but the soldiers surged forward with fire in their hearts. They clashed with the incomi ...
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