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They didn’t need to be.
Power had a way of announcing itself—through posture, through deference, through the sudden silence that fell when certain people entered a room.
At the top stood three figures, immovable as mountains:
Adept Commander Atheon—the Fist of Men, forged in countless Shroud campaigns, loyal to no house but respected by all.
Adept Commander Vaelith Crownhold—scion of House Crownhold, whose family name carried weight across the Republic’s no ...
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