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... enormous body lay slumped like a toppled fortress, ichor seeping into the cracked ravine floor. The night was quiet again. Atheon stood with blood drying on his jaw, Soul Force flickering weakly across his skin.
Behind him, what remained of his squad spread out, shaky and pale. Half of them were vomiting. Three sat with backs against stone, bleeding from ears or nose. Two were praying. All were staring at the dead Monarch like it might rise again.
The Cavendish Adepts stood atop ...
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