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... wn spilled over the rocky expanse of the tortoise’s massive back, bathing the city in a golden haze. The air was cool and carried a hint of salt from the sea far below. In the great hall perched atop the high ground, the leaders of Black Tortoise City gathered around a broad table carved from polished obsidian.
Luciel sat at the head, posture straight and calm, his eyes glinting faintly in the morning light. Behind him stood Sophia, the ever-silent maid, her presence composed yet attenti ...
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