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... burned away in the furnace of Aurex Vykrall's arrival. What remained was chaos, raw and boiling. Mana churned across the battlefield like a second atmosphere, too dense to breathe. Lines had blurred. Alliances were made not by crest or rank, but instinct. Fear. Ambition.
This wasn't the Gauntlet anymore.
It was a crucible.
And someone lit the first match.
Ash bloomed across the field like fog touched by flame.
Lysara Selyth moved with ghostlike precision, ...
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