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... ck-armored riders passed under the broken archway of a fortress long abandoned.

Their leader, a tall figure with silver hair and a crystal monocle, tapped the obsidian handle of his whip and smiled.

"Activate the deathmarks. The egg has shown signs of Flame Sync. The Last Dragon is alive," he said. "Bring me its body. Burn the rest."

> Imperial Division: Black Talon Reapers

Rank: Alpha-Hunt

Mission Priority: Supreme Tier

Reward: A single wish fr ...

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