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... , the city returned to its original stillness—not a stillness of peace, but one where no one could speak anymore. Fitran stood amidst the ruins, his body covered in light scratches and rust dust, a testament to the intense battle. Thin smoke still wafted from the wounds of the metal golem that had been slain by his Gödelian magic. He stared straight ahead, piercing through the fog of particles that now slowly began to fall like snow, adding a melancholic touch to the scene. In that silence, he f ...
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