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... ison City, there is no celebration, no speeches, no hesitation.
Everything moves.
Supply routes run day and night. Monsters carry stone, metal, mana crystals—never stopping, never arguing. Mages carve fresh runes into streets and rooftops, their hands steady despite exhaustion. Barrier pylons rise at key intersections, ugly but efficient, humming with restrained power.
At the city gates, trenches deepen. Spikes are driven in. Kill zones are measured down to the step.
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